Poem: Mother, O My Dear Mother

A few years ago, I read a touching quote – quite exceptional. The simplicity and the emotion of this quote just touched my Heart and I was in awe, feeling the Divine Love of Mother. It is simply beyond admiration.

"One day when I came home drenched in the rain;

My brother asked: Why did you not take the umbrella?

My sister advised, Why did you not wait till the rain stopped?

Papa angrily scolded, 'You shall realize after getting cold.'

But my Mom, while drying my hair with the towel said: Stupid Rain! Couldn't it wait till my child came home!

That's mother." (Anonymous)

How adorable, eh! After all, a Mother is a Mother.

When life is like a scorching sun, she comes as a soothing shade. She mollifies our Heart during the trials and tribulations, uplifting our morale that we can overcome any indomitable challenge in life. Her scolding is out of Love. Her lap is the world’s softest pillow where we can rest, forgetting all the worries. She takes off the burden from our shoulders so gracefully that we feel her presence as a haven of tranquility. Whenever we are tired, she touches our forehead and calmly caresses us with love and affection. She embraces us and kisses us when we jump with joy. She sees our victory as hers. She bears our pain as hers. Gosh! A Mother sacrifices so much for our comfort. When we are jovial, her eyes twinkle with merriment and cheer. Mothers on Earth are supernal Souls. We can never repay the debt of a Mother's unconditional endearment throughout our lifetime.

Mum and Dad, 2015
Mum and Dad, 2015

Dear Mumma, words cannot describe how much I love you. I don’t know how elegantly you carry the saree and those never-fading smiling eyes. I can never match your personality. You are just so sublimely unique! I am so proud of you. I am infinitely grateful to you for being a beacon of Light and for always being the wind beneath my wings. I can vividly remember the poem I had written during my childhood in your dedication, perhaps in Grade 4, and I also remember that smile on your face.

“Mumma, O my Sweet Mumma,

You are Great!

You wake me up early

So that I don’t get late.

You cook tasty food

Which brightens up my mood.

In the morning you become a little harsh

Because you want me to work hard;

I promise I’ll work hard from today,

For me, every day is a Mother’s day!”

You have taught me about morals and ethics in the most sophisticated and eloquent way. You have taught me to always keep the Humanity above before anything. You have taught me to always walk on the path of Truth and Honesty. You are a gem; one in a million. Today, I thought of dedicating a poem in your honour – a poem that is expressed from the core of my Heart in simple words to pay my utmost inner Gratitude.

What a beautiful smile you have! I was a year old perhaps.
What a beautiful smile you have! I was a year old perhaps.
With Mum and Dad at Rishikesh, Lakshman Jhula Temple, India. I was 3 years old.
With Mum and Dad at Rishikesh, Lakshman Jhula Temple, India. I was 3 years old.
Mumma, my Darling
Mumma, my Darling
Mumma, you are an epitome of Beauty.
Mumma, you are an epitome of Beauty.
Mumma and I at the reception
Mumma and I at the reception

Mother, O My Dear Mother,

Tell me what shall I write to you?

Shall I write about the hands that rocked the cradle?

Or the twinkling eyes that sleeplessly smiled all night long?

Shall I write about the lips that curved for the adorable fairytales?

Or the arms of a Queen that cushioned me

Like a pearl in its shell with a warm embrace?

Shall I write about the selfless Heart that bloomed

Like a red Rose when I uttered ‘Ma’ for the first time?

Or Shall I write about the pious Soul that splendoured miracles

Like the ambrosial candles flickering with devotional prayers?


I pay my innermost Gratitude to you

For bringing me to this magnificent world –

For firmly holding my tiny hands,

And helping me to walk on my own;

Tears of joy flow from my eyes like a placid river…

Your presence transforms the meadows

Into a perennial field of lovely jasmines

And the trees to luscious fruits!


Your gentle kiss on my cheek wipes my tears,

And your enchanting bhajans ease my fears.

O Divine fountain of Love!

You shower me with an Ocean of endearment,

That’s vast and wide –

A peaceful, quiet Haven adorned with bliss,

Away from the storm, rain, and the tide!


You are my first Teacher, my first friend,

Who taught me, nurtured me, dressed me,

Yelled at me, kissed me, and cuddled me tight –

Where would I ever find such sense of security and relief?

Resting my head on your lap pulls me to Heaven,

When you caress my forehead with your tender touch,

Gently putting back a few strands of hair from my temple

And lifting my chin up to ensure that I am in comfort...


Mother, O My Dear Mother,

You are a bounteous blessing to me,

God couldn’t be everywhere, and

Therefore He created thee!


~ Copyright © Surabhi Kaura 2016

With Brother, Vish and Mumma, 2013. Taken on Canada Day.
With Brother, Vish and Mumma, 2013. Taken on Canada Day.
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Jodah 11 months ago from Queensland Australia

A wonderful tribute to your beautiful mother Surabhi. You look very much like a younger version of her. Where would we be without mothers? ;)


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Surabhi Kaura 11 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Aha! - Thank you… thank you, Jodah. That is the best compliment. I am indeed flattered. Yep, Mothers are blessings from God :)


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Venkatachari M 11 months ago from Hyderabad, India

A beautiful adoration. Mother is really great. God has created her to nurture us on behalf of Him. She is always so lovely, so caring and unselfish throughout her life for her children. No one can repay her debt.

Thanks for sharing this wonderful tribute to mothers.


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Surabhi Kaura 11 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Venkatachari ji. I really appreciate your kind sentiment and it's very sweet of you. Yes, you are absolutely right. No one can repay her debt... no one. Beautiful! Love and Peace.


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vasantha T k 11 months ago from Bangalore

Surabhi, a beautiful poem to your mother. Who can match mother's love! No one. A mother's love is a beautiful gift of God!!! A lovely picture of mother and daughter!


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Surabhi Kaura 11 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Vasantha,

Thank you so much, my dear friend. You have said it beautifully. What else shall I say now? Such a precious gift indeed! Much Joy and Peace :)


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shprd74 10 months ago from Bangalore

Surabhi, Very nice tribute to your mother. Convey my regards to her.

She has you, you have her,

What more can one aspire.

Thanks for sharing your family pictures. They are really heartwarming.

- hari


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manatita44 10 months ago from london

Dear Mrs Kaura; Husbandji, Namaste!

I love your daughter very much ...the divinity and beauty in her Soul. This is a most amazing and immortal piece that she has written on filial Love; on a mother's sacrifice and soulful self-giving, to her family. The opening quote and the 'I believe in Love at first sight' quote are peerless, and Surabhi's Heart of beauty is being laid out on this exquisite page of prose and poetry before me.

Frankly, I feel jealous. I love my mother's self-sacrifice and supreme magnanimity, but I see you shining beneath the patient care and typing fingers, of your daughters loving Spirit. I am enamoured of her sense of, not loyalty, but quintessential Love, which I feel covers everything that needs to be said.

I love all you photographs and reminiscences with photos, but the first with you looking lovingly at your husband, is a real joy to behold.

Your daughter writes of you with the spirit of a Sita for her husband Rama, or a Savitri for her husband Satyavan. Not a single word is out of place. And so in reverence to her noble and unparalleled work today, my Heart is a sea of pranams.

The music is heartfelt and touching, especially towards the end. Jai Sri Krishna! Jai Surabhi's Parents and brother; Jai Surabhi ...Hari Om Tat Sat.


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swalia 10 months ago

Such a lovely tribute to your mother! And I loved the one you wrote in 4th grade. It was so cute :)


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Missy Smith 10 months ago from Florida

This is so special, Surabhi. I loved all your photos. Your mother is very beautiful, and so is her daughter. :)


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Surabhi Kaura 10 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Hari Bhai,

Heartiest thanks for dropping by, and for going through a special page of my Life. I am so glad that you like it, bro. Pay my love to Arjun and the family. Lots of Love.

Manatita,

You are my darling. I love you to infinity and beyond. I really admire you. I don’t know why, but I feel so much connected to you. The beauty of your Soul is so pure and pious that I can feel the power of your aura, reflecting from your unrivalled words. I have read your Heart. You had a wonderful, loving and a caring Mother. I pay my utmost salutations to your Mother for bringing you to this beautiful world. You are always so sweet and your selfless nature is unparalleled. You are the Sun that can illuminate the tunnel – a paragon of Light. You are the embodiment of vitality and generousity.

I thank you from the core of my Heart for your loftiest feedback. I would pay your loving regards to everyone. Sita and Savitri were elevated Souls, but I appreciate your kindness. I am just an ordinary person doing my duty… just a simple daughter. In fact, I should touch your feet with reverence for coming into my life as a blessing. Lastly, my Heart is filled with so much joy. I love you to the moon and back. Om Namah Shivaya.

Shaloo,

Thank you very much. I am delighted to hear that. Yes, Golden memories of childhood! Hope you had a fantastic Lohri, my dear. Hugs.

Missy,

My sweet friend, you have a beautiful Heart, and you are a loving Mom yourself. I pay my utmost respect to you for being so caring towards your children. Please remember that you are a very special person. Your poetries are diaphanous, and are coated with Golden Honesty and Truth. My paramount admirations to you! :)


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Surabhi Kaura 10 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Hari Bhaiya. I will convey your regards to her. Much Joy to you.


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ladyguitarpicker 10 months ago from 3460NW 50 St Bell, Fl32619

You have really touched on everything in your poem. You really got it right about how mothers can lift our burdens off our shoulder. I miss my mother even if it was just because she listened to the problem, and I always felt better. Thanks, Stella


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word55 10 months ago from Chicago

It was lovely reading your story and poem about your wonderful mother. Coming home in the rain? Well, everybody's not going to say the same thing... Oh well, your poem reminds me of the one I posted here called, A Real Mother. Check it out if you haven't already. Yes, your mom's a real mother too. Great hub Surabhi! Be blessed!


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truthfornow 10 months ago from New Orleans, LA

You have expressed so nicely the love of a wonderful mother and all that it brings to life. I enjoyed looking at the pictures. She is beautiful.


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DDE 10 months ago from Dubrovnik, Croatia

Beautiful photos! An extraordinary poem about the dear person.


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limpet 10 months ago from London England

I wish i'd been much closer to mother when she was in this realm as i was such a disappointment to her in that time. The only amend possible is to improve myself to such an extent that she should be proud of me if she is watching over us, her four children. For a reason never explained to me my mother was given a Hindi girl's name 'Reeta' and the middle name 'Merle' who was an Indian born Hollywood actress. Come to think of it, our English word and in many other languages has root origin in the Sanskrit word 'Ma'.


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manatita44 10 months ago from london

Don't tell anyone, Dear Surabhi, but sometimes, my Soul, Heart, and eyes cry when I read your beautiful words. ...

What can I say? Love is the unspoken thrill; the inner ecstasy of Reverent Silence from within; when our Hearts become a place of prayer... Hari Om!


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Surabhi Kaura 10 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Stella, Al, Marie, Devika, Limpet and Manatita –

I sincerely thank you all for your kind contributions. Much thanks. Love and Peace.


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cat on a soapbox 10 months ago from Los Angeles

Beautiful, Surabhi! This made me smile and cry at the same time. I miss my mother so much and am thankful for our wonderful relationship which grew even closer over the years. I have her picture and hair in my music box which plays "The Wind Beneath My Wings." Your poem captures this special love so perfectly:) I also must say how lovely the picture is of you and your mom in your sarees!


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rajan jolly 10 months ago from From Mumbai, presently in Jalandhar,INDIA.

Surabhi, this is a beautiful tribute to your mom. God made them this way with a heart full of love.

I remember my mom graceful as ever in a sari and always with a smile on her face.

Mother's are special indeed.


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Surabhi Kaura 10 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Catherine,

I understand, my dear. I completely understand. Aww – I got a bit emotional reading your comment. I am sure your mother was a very loving woman. Thank you so much for your lovely sentiment. Sending you blessings and love. Stay blessed.


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Surabhi Kaura 10 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Rajan ji,

Yes, absolutely! I agree with you, and I appreciate your kind sentiment. Mothers are blessings from the Supreme. Thank you so much. Love and Peace.


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Gypsy Rose Lee 10 months ago from Riga, Latvia

A lovely and most heartfelt tribute to your mom. God bless her and you are so lucky to have her. She is a very lovely woman. I miss mine lots.


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Surabhi Kaura 10 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Rasma, my dear. I understand. God bless.


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limpet 10 months ago from London England

Mother, Ma, Mummy are such sweet words. Where would we be without them.


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Surabhi Kaura 10 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Yes, absolutely, my friend... absolutely. Gratitude.


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Frank Atanacio 9 months ago from Shelton

what a wonderful poem.. and your mother is indeed a beautiful woman take care of her always


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Surabhi Kaura 9 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, my dear friend. Much appreciated!


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kurtreifschneider 4 months ago from Loveland Colorado

Brought a tear or two to my eyes, it made me remember my Mom..... awesome hub my friend.


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Surabhi Kaura 4 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Kurt, my Dear. No crying (smile). I know how special a Mother is, and let's always remember the sweet memories. Much joy to you... much. All my Love :)


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limpet 4 months ago from London England

Accolades and reverance to all the Mothers of this world. I can sometimes feel my own Mother's presence within myself. Love is not enough, we must honour her as well with the greatest of respect.


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shprd74 4 months ago from Bangalore

Hi surabhi, pl check my poem on mothers too, called 'mothers request'.

http://hubpages.com/literature/mothers-request

- hari


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Surabhi Kaura 4 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Limpet, you are so right, my Dear. This love and respect is supernal.

Hari bhaiya, I read it. It was lovey. Keep it up!


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Twilight Lawns 4 months ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

Oh, So So So lovely. Thank you. I must admit that I am in tears.

What a lovely hub... POEM!!!

Your devotion to your lovely mother brought to mind the Mother figure played by Jaya Bachchan to the character Aman played by Hritik Roshan in 'Fiza'. The scalp and head massage, the absolute love and devotion, each for the other.

Bless you, Surabhi.


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Surabhi Kaura 4 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Ian, my Loving Friend,

How I miss your presence here on HubPages! But, yes, I do understand that you are busy with the novel. All the best! I love your feedback. You know, my Mummy has a strong intuition, in the sense that, whenever I feel tired, she'd bring coconut oil and gently massage my scalp and give me a nice head massage. Oh so lovely! I think I need it right now. Ha ha.

All my Love and blessings. Have a great week ahead!


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Twilight Lawns 4 months ago from Norbury-sur-Mer, Surrey, England. U.K.

Surabhi, my friend, I hope you can open this and if you can, I hope you like it. Nothing "wipes me out" as much as this song.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=q14PWqjXibA

The Prophet, Mohammad, (PBUH) is reported to have said; "Heaven lies under the feet of your mother".

Wise words, and true.

x


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Surabhi Kaura 4 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Ian. Yes, a very sweet song. Quite soulful and meaningful! Hugs to you too, my Dear Friend.


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Ashish Dadgaa 4 months ago from India

No forces of the world can be compared to a love of a mother.You have done a good job by putting it beautifully.

You must be knowing this very well then ......few lines for you and mum,

A mother is someone to shelter and guide us,

To love us, whatever we do,

With a warm understanding and infinite patience,

And wonderful gentleness, too.

How often a mother means swift reassurance

In soothing our small, childish fears,

How tenderly mothers watch over their children

And treasure them all through the years.


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Surabhi Kaura 4 months ago from Toronto, Canada Author

Thank you, Ashish. Beautiful feedback. Well said! Yes, some great lines by Katherine Nelson Davis :) I thank you once again, bro!


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limpet 4 months ago from London England

ODE TO REETA.

She came to us some years ago, to walk and talk and spread her joy of living; for her friends to share.

She touched us all in many ways with smiles and hugs and humour too.

It was her way in life to care.

Her warmth lives on and when it comes, the memories we treasure.

On sunny days the paths we tread; her spirit then will walk with us.

Wherever WE wander Reeta now walks with God.

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