Mothers

Mothers are a phenomenon not many appreciate. On this finite world of ours, Allah has granted a part of His Grace and Mercy in the form of the woman we call Mak, or Ibu or Mother or Mummy.

Relationships with them are not measured in efficiency, nor gains, as in business, nor harmony, nor partnership as in marriage, but simply, by dedication.

Love being the universal bond of mankind, exhibits itself best in the mother-child bond. What can a father share when it is the mother who has conceived, carried and endured the birth of the child, who has shared the body of a woman it was meant to outgrow; being in reality a part of her that was passed out to gain its own individuality?

Why are we so blind to the sacrifices made by our mothers to care for us, to make us human and not a walking, talking rat in the race of life? What horrors of the world do our mothers go through, in order to protect us from those selfsame tragedies?

None of us will ever know, unless we too become a mother.

Men, are clearly the losers in this regard. If they knew the rewards for the pain endured by mothers in the hereafter, they certainly wouldn’t think twice before accepting any offer to be just that.

Twitching whiskers for Mummy and Sayang.