If God was to be believed

“If God was to be believed”

If things are just to be believed without any cynical idea attached to it, I doubt if we, as individuals will ever be able to agree with the concept that miracles happen or there is some super natural power or the attraction of the universe being true or perhaps just agreeable that the concept of GOD does exists. It just not means blindly doing what the sacred books say or following it to make sure that you are blessed with desires, which you feel only god can fulfill.

God just not lies in the holy book we keep safe and sacred; it’s the eternal beauty which lies in the little, unseen things which he gives us. It may sound hysterical or exaggerated to discuss the concept of God, but when I chose to write about it, the only person who came to my mind was my mother. It’s not always that we attempt to realize the importance of mothers in our lives; her value doesn’t only adhereto ‘mother’s day’ or when she cooks great food. It’s the warmth and the satisfaction I get when I tell her about how my day went, the apprehensions I have regarding my future, the insecurity I have when I realize that I am lagging behind somewhere, the fights with ‘Mah’ Girls (it refers to my best friends, an inside joke we share) and even the facebook gossips that can sometimes take a toll on your reputation.
When god thought that the population of the world will enormously grow with each second, he knew he can’t possibly manually be everywhere as the solution to their problems, and so he sent mothers to take care of their children because no matter if we agree or disagree, believe it or not, the answers to our questions, the decisions to be taken, the resolving of issues in our lives lies not only with going to the temple or the holy name we hum, but to the mothers who selflessly and generously forgive and preach us , teach about life lessons and become ourcritics and kind well-wishers.

If My mom was to read this article (which she will), I am sure she would say, “ Ab kya naya chaihiye?.”Probably that’s the essence of the mother-child relationship, the unconditional layers of unexpressed and un-heard words I share with her, which encouraged me to voice up my inner most gratitude for her.

18 November – My Mothers Birthday
This one’s for your Mom. I love you.

Coming back to my life in college, the exams have been postponed! YayYay..:-)

I think there’s a hell lot of time till I reach on for my books!

Ps- Happy Gurupurab to all.