“Whatever you do will be insignificant, but it is very important that you do it.”
― Mahatma Gandhi
In the spirit of Friday night, Amber and I had gone to catch the 8pm show of Talaash, Amir Khan’s new movie. While returning I began to share my thoughts on motherhood with Amber.
I explained how women are Nurturers by nature. As little girls we shower our love and motherhood on all our toys and dolls and dogs. But as we grow up, we forget this gift within us and start walking on the usual ambitious, self absorbed path to get to the right job, the right guy, the right city, the right possessions and so on. All through, motherhood, which is the love to give and nurture, stays trapped inside us, waiting to be realised as and when we have a child of our own.
Something in me said this wasn’t God’s initial plan. Love is to be shared, not preserved. Love is meant to be given to whoever needs it and not to be locked up for a special few. Why should a mother be so absorbed in the love for her biological child that she forgets to look beyond and practice the unconditional power she possesses to love.
And while I was going on and on with this saintly sermon of mine, I realised Amber had bought two sets of balloons and was giving them to some children sleeping by the roadside. Their eyes lit up and touched our hearts.
My sermon ofcourse did not need to be completed. I am grateful to Amber for showing me that it isn’t motherhood but parenthood that lies within each of us and can be realised through the countless children of the world.