It was Tuesday, I was in my English class and we were about to start discussing a topic to write a description paper. Our teacher handed the prompts written on the paper. I started reading. After all instructions, I saw there were four main prompts on which we can write a paper and as I read the very first one, a clear image came into my mind, A very simple woman with pretty smile on her round face, wearing a simple sari, holding her purse in the left hand and books in the right hand. That’s how I have seen her most of the time. It’s not my professor or my primary teacher I am describing, but that’s how my mother’s image is in my mind. Her thoughts and personality have a strong impact not only on my life but also on her student’s life. Having such a wonderful lady in my life I do not regret that “our first teacher is our mother herself.”
Whenever she starts teaching one feels to listen to her as long as he or she can. When she starts singing poems, it feels like words are floating in the air and her voice is like a chilling breeze dashing through one’s ears. Her smoothing voice and her catchy words always make me to like her poems. I remember singing with her just like swings swing in the wind with no sense of direction. Her first lesson to me which no one can give you is ‘There are so many things in the world. No one expect that you should learn everything, but learn as much as you can.’
I never liked to read books as it was out of my interest. She has a habit to read books which gives some new thoughts and creativity to the reader. Whenever she reads a book she would always share the thoughts of the author and the purpose of the book to me and that would lead me to read that book completely. I remember when I first took a novel to read and I gave up half way on reading it when she said, “Do not give up. Take even the smallest thing as your desire and do not quit until you get it. One thing, always keep in mind, ‘Even an idiot can do the thing he likes to do, the intelligent one is the one who can make everything possible.’
One year has passed, since I have been in US for my studies and I have seen her only through skype while chatting; but I still remember her fragrance. When I am alone I always think of her and as I go into the flashback I can still feel her touch. After listening sweet and gentle voice I forget the whole world and my tensions go away. I would finally get some kind of strength to go on. It was not easy for me to come here as we are not financially strong enough and all my family was opposing me in taking this risk. It was during this time when only my mother was standing by my side and supporting me. The day when I failed my visa interview the second time, she was not with me. She had to go camping. I called her and after hearing my cry she simply said, “Everything will be fine, we will try again.” Frankly, I would not have tried to give interview another time if I had not heard from her relaxing voice.
I am kind an open minded girl in my family. My way of thinking and dreams are a bit higher than the children in my family and there were many times I had to confront my father. My father is not much interested in teaching extra activities to children. I love dancing and so I wanted to learn the Indian classical dance which was not in his budget. My mother is a secondary teacher. She has never opposed to my thinking. She decided to take private tuitions to adjust my dance class fees. I learnt dance, drawing and many other activities even after receiving no support from my father.
18th April 2006 was the day I had an accident. I had my dance practical exam on 26th April 2006. My leg was paining so much. Mom came to the place where I had my accident and took me to the hospital for a checkup. Although I could see the pain she was feeling I did not even see a teardrop in her eyes. The only thing she wanted me to see is the confidence that nothing will happen to her daughter, and eventually she will be alright. As she saw the x-ray of my leg I could feel her mood was totally down, by her shivering lips. The way she was looking at the x-rays was telling me that something had happened. She only dropped me in the car and went back to see the doctor. When she was approaching the car her eyes were full of tears and her hair was messed up. She came inside the car looking down. On the way home, we did not say a word to each other. After settling my leg on the bed she just hugged me tightly. Her soft hands on my forehead were giving me strength to listen to the truth. When her lips touched my cheeks, all my pain and stress disappeared. She just whispered in my ear “oh my dear, you might have to go under little operation; but you will be fine soon.” I cried as I came to know that I would not be able to take my exam or even dance for a year. She just wiped my tears with her smooth hands and again hugged me tightly. She lay down beside me on the bed, and wrapped her arms around me. In her warm arms I fell asleep. Those six months she was taking care of me like a flower in a sage.
My mother’s personality and nature interacts not only me but also all those people around her. Her colleagues and students always praise her for her multiple talent. However hard might be a situation she always would faced it. She will always be there for helping people out and supporting her children and her students. The most of her student are poor people; some of them cannot even afford the school. My mother always shows them sky as the limit of successes and motivates them for not only elementary schooling but also to set some goals in a life and fly like a free bird. May be it’s her effect of her efforts and lessons that I got a power to fly out of the limited world. A shower of her love and care on the children is like a sun rising in the morning. As the sunrise vanishes the darkness of the night and starts putting light in the world, her support and motivation shows new hopes and gives courage to climb high hills.
After coming here, I never felt any tensions about anything. Even if I got any stress because studies, job or even because of small things in a life all flies away after seeing her smiling face on the skype video. The big smile on her face always encourages me to going on the path and makes my heart feel so good.
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