8 lies of a mother-a teacher tells sacrifice tale-bhupinder
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how eager we are to pounce on others to insult others--but we may know sacrifice to be better human beings
This is truly wonderful – I salute the person who compiled it. Don’t any time doubt parents’ love and care. You will value it more and more with passage of time !!
8 lies of a mother
This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadn't enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say "Eat this rice, son! I'm not hungry." As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish, she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten; My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, "Eat this fish, son! I don't really like fish." Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. . This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said, "Mother, go to sleep; it's late: you can continue working tomorrow morning." Mother smiled and said "Go to sleep, son! I'm not tired." When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me.. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mother's love, Seeing Mother covered with perspiration; I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said "Drink, son! I'm not thirsty!". After Father's death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our family's life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our family's condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbours saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying "I don't need love." After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, "I have enough money." I continued my part-time studies for my Master's Degree. Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didn't want to bother her son; she said to me "I'm not used to high living." In her dotage, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, "Don't cry, son! I'm not in pain." Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. M - O - T - H - E - R "M" is for the Million things she gave me, Put them all together, they spell "MOTHER" A word that means the world to me. For those of you who are lucky to be still blessed with your Mom's presence on Earth, this story is beautiful. For those who aren't so blessed, this is even more beautiful.
please comment if you believe in sacrifice and politeness
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Welcome back sir,
Today u are online.
Uncleji Really a heart touching story
Respected Bhupinderji,
Very touchy. It is said that God
can't be everywhere so he created MOTHER.
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Sachin N at
09:10 PM - Jul 23, 2010 ( )
Princi'ji - sorry for off topic discussion but, not able to fine the BACK thread ..can you try pl & let me know
Sachin G and Sir G - May the almighty take care of our mothers as he is the GOD and can fulfil their needs in betterway than us but still i pray......
Dont give me sunshine dont give me some rain, i just want another chance to hug my mother again....
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Sachin N at
09:01 PM - Jul 23, 2010 ( )
Sirji - i get very depressed with this topic
sheetal i can understand your feelings for your mother ji---she must ave been a noble lady and she lives in memory of sheetal--my mom really gave me good lessons of life
sachin my friend thanks fo liking it --a friend sent it to me-I JuST REMEMBERED MY LATE MOTHER JI--i am typing from room where she expired--
Lato k bhoot bato se nahi maante PITAI ka naam sunte hi JI gayab ho gaya...Gud.....Kitni baar bola i am very younger to you call me sheetal only and you are my adorable, respectable. my inspiration, my guru etc etc....lekin sunte hi nahi....
And i was very close to my mother, this article really makes me weep....i lost her on 9th april and being guilty of not doing much for her....you just touched my heart...RGDS Sheetal
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Sachin N at
08:54 PM - Jul 23, 2010 ( )
Sirji,
dear sheetal u r very nice you are the first to comment and other friends are liking it thanks dear sheetal
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Bharath R at
08:33 PM - Jul 23, 2010 ( )
good article
Dubara JI lagaya naam k aage to aapki pitai hogi......
REALLY BEAUTIFUL........Thanks for sharing.....
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