What a funny title. Who does not know
what our children are to us. But I thought of writing this after hearing and
reading so much about the honor killing by parents; not only parents but
children assassinating their parents too. In this so called world of modernization every thing is possible, still I believe in human relationships.
There are few associations that matter a lot. First are your parents who teach
you to walk, second are your siblings with whom you grow and learn how to share,
third are your teachers who show you the path of life, fourth is your life
partner who provides you the platform to share all feelings and your kids in
whom you see your own shadow and for whom you have the desire to live. I
remember the day when first time my pregnancy test was positive. Both of us
were thrilled but in the first trimester it ended up into a miscarriage. I could
not bear the shock for at least six months. Within a year I was again pregnant
and we both crossed our fingers till our daughter was born: small little
princess. Her first touch to me was awesome. Her first smile was millions of
stars in the sky. Her cries use to make me restless and the first word she uttered
is the best melody I have ever heard. I have a strong belief that every mother
feels the same. Motherhood is the greatest boon which God has gifted to the women. Without motherhood
no woman is complete. If you are blessed with a daughter you are lucky as they
understand you the best. They provide you the desire, hope and dreams. How can
one finish the dreams on the name of honor killing?
If we are unable to
provide what our children need they will find someone who thinks alike and
follows the journey with their steps. Someone who breathes with them and
understands the secret of their soul. At this stage we argue that our children
do not listen to us. It is difficult to say what is right and what is wrong as
I do not have any answer except finishing this strange title with a word that
all relations are too complex to understand.
Its Lovely.
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