A tree provides shelter to a woodpecker despite it penetrating a scar on the tree likewise our mother nurtures her even if we hurt her.
Just like seamstresses prick their hands with needles to sew beautiful clothes similarly our mother endures a lot of pain for our betterment.
Just like farmers work laboriously in their fields, our mothers work arduously for us. Just like a farmer is meticulous about the placement of the seeds for proper growth similarly a mother is scrupulous about the minute things that may affect her children. Just like they strive their best to keep their field out of pests, our mother protects us from all adversities. And the way the farmer's face lits up with immense joy upon seeing their ready golden field, our mothers' face lits up upon seeing a smile on their children's faces.
Just like the trees alongside the river holds the soil with its strong roots and prevent the mighty river from eroding it away similarly our mothers protect us from all evil forces.
Just like an incessant river finds its route fighting obstacles our mother defeats all impediments for the wellbeing of their children.
The way a Potter transforms a lump of clay into a alluring pot with pinpoint precision similarly a mother with strenuous undertakings helps her children to rise and shine.
The way an anchor ⚓ keeps the ship anchored to the shore in the turbulent storms, our mothers help us in the violent vicissitudes of life.
The way the wind gusts uplifts the kite, the way the boat rowing oar propells it in the right direction, the way the storms enables the eagles to soar higher and the way the wooden planks holds the railway tracks together; our mother uplifts us, enlightens us and holds our life together.
Just like the raindrops and scintillating sunshine both are requisite to engender the captivating rainbow 🌈 both our mothers tremendous care and admonishments develop a righteous and responsible individual.
Just like a tree supports a vine,
Just like the bullocks which makes a bed the seeds,
Just like the sun rays that piercing through the tree canopies enables a seed to grow,
Just like the dead plants enriches the soil,
Just like a bee makes a hive,
a mother cares for her child.
A mother is the embodiment of selflessness right like a candle, exterminates itself to illuminate others. Altruistic like a river that supports everything. A mother is a gleaming ray of goodness; a refreshing zephire of a scorching day, warm sunrays in crisp winters, water to the blisters and medicine for the wounds.
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