" Mommy! I love you"

"Mother's love is peace, it need not be acquired, it need not be deserved"

-Erich Fromm

The sun emitted its might as it illuminated its golden ray to the nature. The sky lined with hues of colors each depicting their own stories and emotion. The birds circled the sky flossing their wings and releasing it higher and higher until I could see its shadow. The flowers swagged gracefully releasing its beautiful scent. Everything was picturesque. It felt surreal and beautiful.

I was sitting on a bench when something caught my eye. The small girl of five, braided hair with pink flushed cheek walked up to an ice cream stall and held her 10 Rs to the shopkeeper. She brought a vanilla flavored ice cream and held it as if her life depended on it. I thought she would eat the ice cream but what surprised me that she took that ice-cream and headed off to a certain direction. I followed her with curious lingering around me.

There was a woman in her mid thirties with black hairs flowing beautifully down her shoulder, her floral dress swaging gracefully with the gentle wind, her baby bumps protruding forward, her smile which could ignite every dark memories, she looked gorgeous. That girl approached her and handed her the ice cream. I knew she was her mother. Usually children of her age would be shouting and nagging their parents to buy this and that but this girl was total opposite. She sat beside her mom and rubbed the protruding tummy with utmost care. She giggled as her mother kissed her nose. She took out her hanker chief hidden beneath her pant and wiped her mother's mouth. That small gesture spoke thousands of emotions how she feels for her mother. It was beautiful.

I have heard and seen mothers love and appreciation towards their children. But it was my first time seeing something so beautiful, I felt ashamed. I was way older then that girl yet I couldn't do anything for Mom. She would always wakeup early and make breakfast of me yet I never appreciated thanked her. She would withstand all my nagging and whining yet I would I always scold her for small mistake. She would always give me her time yet I would I always reject her call when I didn't want to answer it. Was I a good daughter? I was incomparable to that small child. She was way better than me.

Mothers are those celestial being graced upon us. They are the true embodiment of love, compassion and kindness. They are that light at the end of the tunnel which lights your lost soul. They are those being which cater to your needs yet provide no single complaint. They are truly the best person everyone is blessed with.

Here I was all useless and selfish. I never thanked my mom of everything she did for me. Everyone believes that a super hero has flying cap around neck, with super power and flying in various place saving people.But for me my mom is my hero, that hero who has given me immense love that I cannot repay with thousand reincarnations. She has always held me tightly whenever I fell down. She would always believe me when everyone would be against me. Mummy I really love you and thank you for everything. You are what I aspire to be. You will always be shining star which I will look upon.