“Something troubling you ma?” I asked looking at my mother and also mother of more than a billion, “It’s Mother’s Day, be happy!”
I watched as the mother of over a billion looked at the calendar furtively, “I don’t think I’ll rest till the 23rd!” she said sadly.
“But today is your day!” I said.
“Mother’s Day, should be a day of a mother’s happiness!” sighed the mother of over a billion, “That’s when she knows all her children are happy! But today I fear for some of my own as I see them discriminated by other children of mine!”
“You’re crying Mother India!” I whispered, horrified to see my mother cry.
“Yes my son! What pains a mother the most is when she sees her children pitting themselves against each other, with some trying to say I belong only to them. What hurts a mother the most is when she sees the blood of an offspring drawn by another, she considers her own!”
“Yes!” I whispered, “I see this happening!”
“All my children are one! There is no child of mine who can claim to be a majority or is sidelined as a minority! How can there be a division among sisters and brothers?”
“And you feel May 23rd could see a change?”
“On that day, there will either be the beginning of more hatred and anger enforced again by some children of mine, or there could be a diffusing of all that has been infused among my sons and daughters in the last five years!”
“I hope and pray your children will be wise Mother India!” I whispered.
“I was wrested from the British over sixty years ago, and given my freedom! A freedom that is precious, and most of you are children of a free me! Keep me that way, not bound and fettered again to the liking of any one particular group!”
“You are mother to all of us!”
“Yes! Yes!” whispered the mother of over a billion, “I am mother to all who I have spawned and not just to some! Please let that message reach each of my children; that nothing, not their faith, their colour, caste or creed makes them less of a child of mine, that all that matters is their umbilical binding to me! Yes, you are bound to me my children and I to you, whatever others might say, and those cords cannot be stretched, torn or broken by anyone who thinks they are more special than any of my other children! Remember this, whatever happens on the 23rd!”
It is a Mother’s Day message from my mother and yours..!
(firstname.lastname@example.org)(Published on 13th May 2019, Volume XXXI, Issue 20)