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EXISTING LOUDLY
Being silent doesn't mean doing nothing. Silence is louder than a shout. It is deeper than an ocean of tears. Every woman is the superior of this world. They are the angels, those who exist loudly. They splash the rocks more fiercely than the waves. They never leave their loved ones in darkness. They are being a sunlight to start the day. Likewise, they stand tall like a tree even after losing all their leaves. She gives the life to her children as a mother, loves her husband as a wife, makes her parents proud as a daughter, gives strength to her siblings as a sister.
My mother is silent but she exists loudly. I have not seen a woman like her in my life, and I can't see hereafter. She was born in a rural area. She was married at the age of seventeen. She was also a girl who beared life responsibilities instead of books at a young age. Her initial life in the city after marriage was horrible. She knew only cooking and taking care of the family. Her fear locked her up in the home. She was afraid to travel alone even in auto rickshaw. She didn't bang the door behind the lock. She smashed all her fears and kept her feet outside to exist loudly. Her tenth class studies helped to get her a job. My father made my mother to complete her twelfth class. She is going to hold her bachelor's degree very soon. This pandemic has been the nightmare for everyone. In 2020, my mother lost her father due to kidney failure and elder sister due to cancer soon after. She was all broken and she consoled everyone. Life is all about moving on. She moved on to her next challenges. The tears love her innocent smile, so her heavy mourn came out through her smile. Recently, my father had tested positive for Covid-19. She was the only person to give him a strength hiding all her pain and tears. The hospital scenarios made my mother to shiver. But she stood strong in front of my father. My father had sent to the quarantine center at the midnight. My mother once who was afraid to call the auto rickshaw came back home alone at the dark night driving the two-wheeler. That was the time when I scolded myself for getting afraid of small things. My father had stayed at the quarantine center for ten days. My mother visited him twice a day without anyone's support. Her will power pushed her to make my father better. My father returned home after ten days. He held my mother's hand and said with tears, ''You have brought me back. You saved me!'' My mother had no words but only tears to express her love. My father is my mother's voice to exist loudly. He has given her the education, has taught driving which boosts her self-confidence daily.
I have not seen my mother blabbering her pain to someone. She doesn't need anyone to console her when she is already strong enough. Life tests her, but the result will be declared by her. Every woman in the world fights with fear in silence and inspires the world loudly.
''Her calmness and tenderness tell how louder she is''
© Snehashree Thanigaivel
My mother is silent but she exists loudly. I have not seen a woman like her in my life, and I can't see hereafter. She was born in a rural area. She was married at the age of seventeen. She was also a girl who beared life responsibilities instead of books at a young age. Her initial life in the city after marriage was horrible. She knew only cooking and taking care of the family. Her fear locked her up in the home. She was afraid to travel alone even in auto rickshaw. She didn't bang the door behind the lock. She smashed all her fears and kept her feet outside to exist loudly. Her tenth class studies helped to get her a job. My father made my mother to complete her twelfth class. She is going to hold her bachelor's degree very soon. This pandemic has been the nightmare for everyone. In 2020, my mother lost her father due to kidney failure and elder sister due to cancer soon after. She was all broken and she consoled everyone. Life is all about moving on. She moved on to her next challenges. The tears love her innocent smile, so her heavy mourn came out through her smile. Recently, my father had tested positive for Covid-19. She was the only person to give him a strength hiding all her pain and tears. The hospital scenarios made my mother to shiver. But she stood strong in front of my father. My father had sent to the quarantine center at the midnight. My mother once who was afraid to call the auto rickshaw came back home alone at the dark night driving the two-wheeler. That was the time when I scolded myself for getting afraid of small things. My father had stayed at the quarantine center for ten days. My mother visited him twice a day without anyone's support. Her will power pushed her to make my father better. My father returned home after ten days. He held my mother's hand and said with tears, ''You have brought me back. You saved me!'' My mother had no words but only tears to express her love. My father is my mother's voice to exist loudly. He has given her the education, has taught driving which boosts her self-confidence daily.
I have not seen my mother blabbering her pain to someone. She doesn't need anyone to console her when she is already strong enough. Life tests her, but the result will be declared by her. Every woman in the world fights with fear in silence and inspires the world loudly.
''Her calmness and tenderness tell how louder she is''
© Snehashree Thanigaivel
