SURJIT SINGH FLORA
The motherly emotion is as superficially real as a mirage in the desert. It is as hard to believe as a shooting star streaking across the night sky, but it is meant to be crafted like a delicate butterfly fluttering its wings to spread unlimited love and care. The most affectionate and infectious form of love, which they, as children, get to take for granted intentionally or unintentionally at times out of a lack of understanding.
It is as hard as trying to catch a falling star to explain motherly emotion; they all experience love, either they love or get love, and out of all love, motherly love is as untouchable as a distant galaxy to express and as detailed as a finely woven tapestry in words.
But, being overprotective and shielding child like a fortress from the real world, where child can learn to navigate the stormy seas of struggle, like a sailor battling the crashing waves. Shielding child from conflict, like a knight guarding his castle from enemy invaders. Keeping him from the weight of responsibility, like a feather floating effortlessly in the wind. Sheltering child from disappointment, like a fragile flower shielded from the harsh frost. And depriving child of the chance to learn how to deal with the feelings that arise from those situations, like a musician without a melody to express their emotions. Yes, like a resounding yes.
Indeed! Sometimes children remain sick like a ship stuck in a storm, solely because of their mother’s mental fear and doubt, which cling to them like a stubborn vine. Mothers who are quick to panic over the smallest of things have the suspicion that the child may not get any disease, like a butterfly fluttering in the wind, which would cause any danger to her child.
Hearing the news of an injury to a child in the neighborhood, such mothers immediately get upset and their hearts start beating like a wild drum solo. This affects their innocent children like a stone thrown into a calm pond, creating ripples that reach every corner of their young lives.
Due to these worries of the mothers, the children run, dance and play like a flock of birds scattered in the wind, their joy ruined for the day. They remain imprisoned in the eyes of their weak-hearted mothers, like birds trapped in a cage. If children are to be protected from diseases, then the solution is not to keep giving medicines all the time, but to keep them under control and to take care of them regularly, like a gardener tending to delicate flowers. It is as important as a shining sun that the fear of disease is removed from the minds of children, like a dark cloud disappearing from the sky. Only then can they remain as healthy as a strong oak tree and as fearless as a lion.
The most important thing is to teach them to laugh and smile, explain the importance of laughter and being happy, and tell them that laughter is life, like a bubbling brook that brings joy to the soul. If they laugh and smile like a ray of sunshine, they will develop not only physically but also mentally.
Children with such a mindset will blossom like flowers in a garden, radiating self-confidence like a shining sun. They will navigate their future like skilled captains steering a ship and embrace the joys of life like birds soaring through the sky. Their laughter and playfulness will be as delightful as a symphony of tinkling toys. Pleasant thoughts should be planted in the child’s mind like seeds in a garden from childhood. When the influence of the mother’s fearless and well-mannered life-style becomes firm in the child, then his future will shine like a bright star in the night sky, filled with hopeful lights like a field of blooming flowers. He will be able to emerge from the negative thoughts like a butterfly breaking free from its cocoon, leaving behind the heavy burden of eternal worry, despair, and pessimism, and dare to move forward fearlessly like a lion charging into the unknown.
Sughar and far-sighted mothers should continue to impress their healthy intellectual power on the minds of their children like a blazing sun illuminating the vast expanse of the sky, through the unfailing love that flows from the bottomless depths of their hearts like an endless ocean. It is like a beacon of light-the positive guidance given by the mother to her children from childhood, which continues to shine brightly and illuminate their paths throughout life.
As sure as the sun rises in the morning. Loving someone deeply can open your heart like a blooming flower, spreading immense joy and connection like a warm embrace, but it also leaves you vulnerable to potential suffering like a fragile glass shattering into pieces. When you invest so much of yourself in another person, their happiness becomes intertwined with yours, like two vines growing together, making the thought of losing them incredibly painful, like a dagger piercing your heart. It’s a beautiful, delicate balance that can bring fulfillment as intense as a blazing sunset and heartbreak as sharp as a shattered mirror. Navigating the complexities of loving someone deeply is like traversing a treacherous mountain range, where one must embrace the inherent risks of vulnerability and emotional exposure, like a tightrope walker braving the heights. The depth of your love can amplify the highs of ecstasy like a roaring fire and the lows of despair like a bottomless pit. It’s like a courageous act to give your heart so fully, as if it were a warrior charging into battle, knowing that it may also bear the weight of sorrow as heavy as a mountain. Yet, like a fragile butterfly fluttering in the wind, the vulnerability it entails is as delicate as a porcelain doll. However, the richness and depth of love are like a treasure chest overflowing with precious gems, worth every moment of joy that dances in the heart and every tear shed that falls like raindrops from the sky.
(The writer is a veteran journalist and freelance writer based in Brampton)
