Mother's Day Special: May 13, 2001 |
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Contributions By- Sawf Members Just like Mother Earth, mothers neither ask for nor want anything in return of the selfless love they give to their children .....except one fervent want and desire .....that their children (be it sons or daughters) pass on the selfless love they receive from them to anyone and anything they interact with and enter in a relationship with. It is possible for anyone to love and give like a mother. So we dedicate our Mother's Day page to the selfless love of a mother and her one and only fervent wish and desire.
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Happy "mom's day"
By Shabnam |
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Mother! In my dreams
You take me in your arms
To the land that is beautiful
And full of charms
All so peaceful
Smiles are given for free
Stream of love
Flowing all around me
Hope is not a word here
All is in reality
For this is a land
Of high moralities
Sarabjit Arora
1952 to 1992
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Green grass is sparkling
With tiny drop of dew
For in the land of dreams
It is always morning
And sky is blue!
I must awake now
In a new day
Reality is the game
That I must play!
I enjoyed my journey
In the dreamland
And what I enjoyed most
That I was in your hands
I will always love you and miss you mom!
Happy mother's day!
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How does one go about talking about his or her mother!
By - Sunanda Vashisht
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The word mother in itself means so much to all of us. She is an epitome of love, understanding, and patience and not to forget perseverance. She is the one who nurtures us in her womb with utmost care and once we come into this world she is the one who teaches us to speak first words, walk first steps and think first thoughts. No wonder, these first few words, steps and thoughts lay the cornerstone for rest of our life.
Mother is someone who gives everything to us and expects nothing in return. She is the one who gives us first lessons in sharing and caring. She is the one who keeps awake all night by our side when we are sick, she is the one who always knows what is going on inside us, and she is the one who forgives and forgets so easily. Whether you are 12, 32 or 42, you are always a kid for your mother. She is the one who always has something to tell us and she is the one who hears you patiently. We might often be too busy for our mom but she is never too busy for us. A mother teaches us to trust ourselves because she has immense faith in us. She is often the only one who believes in you and never loses hope even when you have lost all hope yourself.
Yet how often do most of us take our mothers for granted! How often do we forget to call them or write to them when we know that a phone call or a letter might be her only lifeline! How often do we forget to tell our moms that we love them? How often do we forget to thank our moms for everything they have done for us? How often do we set aside few moments in a day just to sit with our mothers and talk to them about their lives.
How often do we assume that their lives revolve around us and in the process forget that they have a life of their own. How often do we forget that we are here because of her.
On this mother's day let us pledge that all days henceforth will be Mother's Days because where would we be without her. Let us spare a few moments everyday in our busy lives to spend with our mothers and for a change talk about their lives with them.
On this Mother's day I want to thank my mother for the person she has made me and I want to thank her for giving me the freedom she never knew herself.
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MaaN
By Meenakshi Jha
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jab jab dard-o-gHam se panaah paanay kee mujhko tamannaa huee
MaaN !!! teree god meiN sar rakh-kar ronay kee mujhko tamannaa huee.
Whenever I yearned to take solace from (life's )sorrow and pain
Mother ! I yearned to weep by bury-ing my head in your lap.
jab jab meray kaanoN meiN shor naa-ummeedee kaa lagaa gooNjnay
himmat baRhaatee teree baatoN ko sunnay kee mujhko tamaanaa huee.
Whenever my ears hurt with screaming sounds of hopelessness
I yearned to listen to hope imparting and encouraging talks
jab jab dil-o-jaaN jhulasnay lagay zist kee kaRee dhoop meiN
mamtaa kee baarish meiN unheN bhigonay kee mujhko tamannaa huee.
Whenever my body and soul burnt in the scorching heat of life
I yearned to soothe them under the drizzle and shower of motherly love
jab jab ghabraa kar mushkiloN se laR na paayee apnay haalaat se
mamtaamayee teree faTkaar sunnay kee mujhko tamannaa huee.
Whenever fear seized me and I couldnt fight my circumstances
I yearned to hear your motherly reprimand (asking me to be brave)
jab jab apnay beTay kee aaNkhoN meiN aks meraa dikhaa
MaaN !!! teray naqsh-e-paa peh chalnay kee mujhko tamannaa huee.
Whenever I saw my own reflection in the eyes of my son
Mother !! I yearned to walk on and follow your footsteps.
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MaaN
By Hardev Sodhi "Ashk"
nau maas garbh mein teri
reh aadam banaa Tha
aksar sochta huN maaN
is-se pahle kaya Tha
phir gode meiN khilaaya
ungli pakaR chalaaya
baap huye jo gussa
aanchal meiN chhupaaya
duniya dekhne ka shauk
naii raaheN Thaam lee Thi
duaaeeN de rahii Thee tu
par aakhoN meiN nami Thi
kaal ki gati chalii
na ruki na kabhi Tali
akelaa chhoRkar mujhe
tu taaroN se jaa milee
dekhooN jo apne bache
unki maaN ke saaTh
hook uTHe kaash hoke namuN
sar pe rakh de haaTh
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Mother
By K.Sitaraman
I can still feel her tender fingers
Even today in my mind it lingers
I yearn to see her smiling face
To my heart it brings solace
She loved us all with passion
For poor she had compassion
She served us with devotion
Without letting out her emotion
Never ever she fell sick
Her health was in best of nick
She was ever active and quick
What's her secret - no one knew her trick
How much she strived to keep us together
And to love and care for each other
How much I wish she was here forever
Where have you gone 'oh dear mother'
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Mother
By Smitha V
A bruised knee or a broken heart
You were my Dr Know It All
You had the power to dry my tears
And melt away all my heart's fears
With a gentle reassuring smile
And a few words of love
You were
The anchor that held me steady
while I took my first unsteady turns
In the big deep ocean of love
You were
The solid figure in the background
That gave me the courage to go on
And face all the odds in life
You gave the courage to fall
Knowing you would be there
to pick me up and set me going again
You were
My undying fountain of wisdom
That taught me its okay to be afraid
That fears are a part of the patterns
that make up the rich weave of life
And what's important is the overcoming
You taught me to lead my own life
and make my own mistakes
yet always gently leading me
You taught me it's normal to fall
And what's important is to rise
You taught me it's not a crime to fail
But rather a crime to always mourn a failure
You were
My veritable dam of love
That taught me keep trying my cause
yet know when it is prudent to give in
You gave me strength
You gave me tenderness
You were the sculptor
That sculpted my persona
yet retaining
the essence of the stone
You made me what I am
Yet letting me be "me"
Dearest Mama I know
I can count on you
To be always there when
I need you the most
Distances don't matter
I know that wherever you are
I just have to close my eyes
To feel you within me
You voice resounds in my ears
Your words tremble on my lips
And your love fills my heart
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oh.. mother...
By Bheegi Palke
When I cried..
You cried with me
Took me in your arms.
And comforted me
When I laughed.
You shared your smile
And made me realize...
A smile goes more then a mile
When I was sad.
You held me in your arms.
Hugged me and kissed me
Showed me you cared.
When I was frustrated.
You held my hand.
Told me to be patient.
And showed me the way.
Do I miss you? Yes always.
When I need you near me
I open my heart and.
I found thee.
Now that you are gone.
so away..so very far...
But all this time..today and ever..
You will always be in my heart..
MaaN Tere CharanoN MeiN
By Nalini Raghavan
Maa! tu ne pyar mein muJeh nahlaya,
Achhe, bure ki ateeTh bathaya,
Insaan banne ki raah dhikaya,
Teri lori ne mere Gam ko bhulaya.
Maa teri charanon mein
Maen sir Jhukhar kahaThi hoon,
Tere aage maen bayalis ki bachhi hoon,
Tere pyar mein maen phir Doobna chahti hoon.
Maa sunrahe ho meri pukhar
Ispar karo zara jaroor vichaar,
Dhudke aavo tum es paar,
Dedho meJeh khoob sare pyar.
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'Shelter'
By Aurangzeb PARACHA
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Brought unto a cruel and complex world
where not much was uncruel and unselfish
where not much was pure and much was absurd
where not much was merciful, much just sought to perish.
I had much to learn
but much good was not to be taught
remained to learn was much infliction and endurance of torture
remained to learn was to lie after each blunder
remained to learn was all that was not sought.
you,
provided me with a shade,
removed me from harms' and evils' ways
kept me intact and provided me with the right to differentiate
when right seemed wrong, and wrong right.
thru you am I a sheltered and bleached essence from the un-pure all.
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Ek shyer
By Aslam Sahbaa
ammaaN kii hii aaghosh meN har shakhs palaa hai
vaaledah kaa adab vaalid saahab se sivaa hai
ammaaN kii etaa'at na karuuN maiN; to, khataa hai
zer-e-qadam-e-vaaledah: firdaus-e-'alaa hai
ammaaN = maaN
aaghosh = goad; lap
shakhs = insaan; person
palaa = paalaa huaa; raised
vaalid = baap (re!); father
vaaledah = maaN
adab = sammaan; respect
sivaa = ziyaadah; more
etaa'at = aagyaaN_kaarii; obedience
khataa = ghalati, mistake
zer-e-qadam-e-vaaledah = maaN ke pairoN tale; under the mother's feet
firdaus-e-'alaa = swarg kaa uttam darjaa, highest echelon in Heaven
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All days, my mother's days.
By Shah Pravinchandra Kasturchand
She left thirty one years back
All say,for her heavenly ride;
I say all are in the wrong deck,
Because she is very much beside.
I see her in every woman now.
My mother cannot leave me,
I am her child,her child.
Can you show me any mother
Who can leave her child?
My mother,to-day is your day
As much as it was yesterday;
And to-morrow also will be
Like that;all and every day.
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Everything that I am....
By Kajol Sharma
Is the reflection of her unconditional love...
When I cry....she wipes my tears
When I laugh....she glows with joy
When I'm alone.....she's there by my side!
For me.....
each day is mother's day.....
for she is the one
who doesn't sleep..day or night.
Mom...I love you !!
But these words are not enough.....
they are just not enough......!!
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Motherhood
By Jagjit Oberoi
Motherhood is the most sacred & greatest boon that God has bestowed upon a woman. A woman, in my opinion, becomes a complete woman when she becomes a mother. It is really an exalted feeling when she takes her baby to her bosom for the first time. Words fail to explain the passions and emotions that take over when you realize that you have created another self from within you. Being a mother involves some great sacrifices on the part of a woman. To give birth in itself is a painful process and rearing a child involves no less trouble. But a mother finds unique pleasure in it. On mother's day, we must remember the efforts that she has put in and pay suitable reverence to her. Let everybody think about the following shloka in sanskrit
"YATR NARIASTU PJANTE RAMANTE TATR DEVTA" meaning " where a woman is revered and respected, Godly powers exist there".
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"Dee Dee" - The Beacon Of Hope
By Hillol Ray
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The amount of genuine love, given or taken in life, flows like the river -
And enchants the receiver in so many ways, to cause tremble or shiver !
Birth on this crowded planet surrounds the joy and cloaks the beloved's mind -
Irrespective of the wealth, or material things, the depths of love put us in
bind !
The departure of the holy soul from the body does not inscribe the ends of
life -
Rather the reminiscence keeps on spinning like the snake dancing with the
fife !
The spectrum from the glaring rainbow displays the beauty in our romantic
vision -
And enchants the life quietly, while reaching for the moon, dreamt in any
mission !
Arrival on and departure from this earth lie in the hands of our sacred God -
'Cause endless hopes or hopeless ends are controlled closely from His pod !
We are nothing but simple puppets to cheer on this huge planet earth -
While joy and sorrow surround the life from the moment of our birth !
Mother's hope followed by the dream does not stop with the birth of the kid -
Rather, it glows always like candle, to light up the darkness in times of
need !
By weaving the threads of joy via sacrifice, mother awaits light at the end
of tunnel -
And welcomes the growth of kid by pouring her energies into the wide-open
funnel !
Well, the speaker on this occasion today is the mother of our beloved "Dee
Dee" -
Who unlocks to find solace in the back of her missions, by using the memory
key !
Thus, the exploration of her dreams now proudly says: "Dee Dee is the beacon
of hope" -
Even though in the heaven, she is our angel to enlighten the reality that we
need to cope !!
Mrs. Patti Fields, President, Keynote Speaker, and Founder of Mother's Hope
Organization involved with HIV/AIDS Awareness issues, recently delivered a
speech to the U.S. Environmental Protection Agency (EPA) Region 6 in Dallas,
Texas. She focused on the various aspects and the death of her own daughter
"Dee Dee" from the HIV/AIDS virus. Her informative speech inspired me so
much that immediately after the presentation by Mrs. Fields, I composed the
above poem and mailed a copy to her home address. Upon receipt, Mrs. Fields
was very surprised and as a token of her appreciations, she sent a letter of
personal compliments to me on behalf of the organization and her family, and
wanted my permission to distribute the poem during her future speeches around
the U.S.A. and abroad. The flow of e-mails to me from her listeners till
today regarding this poem deeply touches my heart, and so I wanted to share
this poem with you on this special occasion such as "Mother's Day". Hope,
you will like it too.
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It was so easy
By Pratibha Kelapure
It was so easy to be a good daughter, Mom
to shine under glow of your eyes so warm
a clean floor here, a tasty dish there
a cross-stitched pair of birds on a pillow
my small successes were met with
big accolades in your proud voice
it was so easy to be a good daughter
easy like going with flow of a river
I knew it was forever..
waves of my adolescence tossed me
and turned me around and tossed me
again until I could not distinguish
my thoughts from my emotions
I have fleeting memory of my hand
slipping from yours, I did not wave goodbye
Only someone leaving would, not I
I was merely waiting for calm to return
calm did return..
I landed on the shore, safe and strong
when I saw clearly the unknown land
I was on the other side of the river
I must have left you Mom..
It was so easy being a good mother
rocking a small baby in my arms
big brown eyes smiling at me
hungry pink lips tugging at by breast
It was so easy being a good mother
putting little ones on swings, strollers
stockpiling pink baby clothes
smiling reading shiny report cards
yet, I sense a wave coming to take
my daughters across the river.
I stand on this shore and pray
for two long arms to hold my mother
and my daughters
the two rivers.
05/12/2001
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MOTHER
By Nalini Raghavan
M - Mesmerizing lullaby
O - Over your shoulders
T - Thrills me still
H - Harmoniously as
E - Everlasting, as your loving child is
R - Remembering you on this day!
Everything that I am....
By Kajol Sharma
Rub ka roop hoti hai maa
Sabse pyaari hoti hai maa
Naya jeevan hume deke woh
umr bhar pyaar karti hai maa
Bachon ka pet bharne mein
apni bhookh bhul jati hai maa
Leke apni woh god(lap) mein hume
Raat bhar loriyaan sunati hai maa
Iss duniya mein hume laane keliye
Kitna dard sehti hai maa
Rub se yehi duaa hai meri....
har jeevan mein yehi ho meri maa !
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