Mother

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MOTHER

>From The Mahabharata

 

The mother is the panacea for all kinds of calamities.

The existence of the mother invests one with

protection; the reverse deprives one of all

protection. The man who, though divested of prosperity

enters his house, uttering the words, "O mother!"- has

not to indulge in grief. Nor does decrepitude ever

assail him. A person whose mother exists, even if he

happens to be possessed of sons and grandsons and even

he himself is hundred years old, but in the eyes of

his mother he looks like a child of two years of age.

 

Whether the mother is able or disabled, lean or

robust, the son is always protected by the mother.

None else, according to the ordinance, is the son’s

protector. Then does the son become old, then does he

become stricken with grief, then does the world look

empty in his eyes, when he becomes deprived of his

mother. There is no shelter like the mother. There is

no refuge like the mother. There is no defense like

the mother. There is no one so dear as the mother. For

having borne him in her womb the mother is the son’s

dhatri. For having been the chief cause of his birth,

she is his janani. For having nursed his young limbs,

she is called amva (Amma). For nursing and looking

after the son she is called sura. The mother is one’s

own body.

 

There is no mode of life that is superior to serving

one’s mother.

 

 

 

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