Old Women

&
Mother

नाि त मातस
ृ मा छाया नाि त मातस
ृ मा ग तः।
नाि त मातस
ृ मं ाणं नाि त मातस
ृ मा पा।।

The interpretation of the nature of the mother is the eternal step of the everlasting
living being from eternity; it is amazing, true, eternal, and eternal, even after living
beyond unbridled expansion on thinking on intense thoughts! In every time,
country and time situation, in the walls of different languages or even beyond the
inexplicable shared heritage has been contemplated and written, perhaps it is the
feelings and sometimes the heart is the heart. Let the flame also awaken in the
depths of those who have tried to live by engraved on the papers. The painter has
made it by reaching millions of permanent efforts in his own way, and the
relationship is worshiped by the devotees. But mother is mother. The important
thing is that whoever has tried to understand the way in which its nature has
always been reflected in his thoughts, has been seen, there is probably a similar
anecdote, it is common.
I have tried to write it in my own way which is unfinished, perhaps you all feel it
by connecting with your childhood, you will like it and will also affect your thinking,
the matter is something like this and some old too-----------.

आदाय मांसम खलं तनवजमंगे

मां मु च वागु रक या ह कु सादम ्।
अ या प श पकवल हणान भ ः
म व मच चल शः शशवो मद याः।।

In childhood, when we run from the streets to the
school and come back in the same way, it is a
small mischief, the sight of the rhythm of the
school billowing steps while going on foot for fun
was common. But if you leave school, then you hit
the stones with each other, then even the dogs are
not well, where they got the same direct target, the
girls were directly attacked as soon as they
reached the school in the morning and returned
home with the same discipline in the afternoon.
But some such father becomes angry after
becoming hummus, then he gets a needle in
mother's hand, stitches broken buttons or torn
half-paints or gets the clothes washed
immediately. There has never been a decrease in
the continuity of the mother, always fresh food in
winter, summer, rain. Tiffen has made its own
calculations on the return, fed it with the same
right, today to feed the children, that too at home
and in the world's biggest crisis in the day. So it
comes three times. But Mamta is also a great
detachment and austerity, which is threaded only
by spontaneous extraterrestrial vitality.
Continuous but alive, life-long feeling of
decoration on every other level, immediately fresh
afternoon, that is, why it is often the case in life
that if you know everything but where you can not
go, then it is not written at all. Is this included in
his duty or is our birth right? ………… But the
schedule must have made the mother, or the
mother is following the schedule, or the blessing of
the above permanently! Is that also without fluff?
Overall, the mind never even woken up, even the
confidence of feeling woke up, what a beautiful
salvate was found in general, hardly found and
was hidden in the lap.
Home from school was only more than two
kilometers, about half an hour in return, but often
reached the school on time, the last sound of the
bell is always taking us only four to six steps in
school, sometimes we are out and sometimes it
After, but we return to our own will, Khurdiya, we
spend more time going home. Five six back and
forth classmates, government school mates, some
of strong stature and some of my close friends
who stayed on a lean pedestal, leaving a lane in
the middle of the road, a big house of old lady, in
which there is a big enmity adjacent to the wall
inside the house. I did not know when I was seen
in the bush or shared among friends, but berry
did not swim well and took it in the routine. In the
afternoon, everything used to be such a house in
the middle, our eyes were on his feet, which, at mud-stained hands, often in this messy mess, the
least in a year, whatever, hate is definitely, the dress would be bad, dirty, but it was common to
light of the gate, the gait, the sound of the wall break, break the button,
and the power of the ears. There was a rush on the
But by taking the same dress and pockets full of
sound, the old mother used to try that whatever
bulges in it, many times the shoes get crumpled
plum is scattered on the side of the road inside the
while running, many times the shoes get out of big
house or outside the wall, I should not give it to
victory and honey taste, continued that for a long
anyone, I should try to eat it. Let the children run
time we also tried to ask the house owner There
away, we sisters, brothers and companions
should be reconciliation, but she used to
continued to harass him in this way till the fourth,
understand that the mother is the mother, now we
fifth and sixth grade, and as soon as he got the
understand why she used to stop us from doing
opportunity, in the afternoon, for half an hour
this, did not let the stone die. Sooner or later the
and 15 minutes, definitely looked at the tree of
cleaning of reaching the physique of a straw alone
hatred, this also lasted for about three years. Mai,
is this entire yaksha question, now it is natural to
no matter how many 20 steps she comes, more
anger at the devil's mark of the children on the
than twenty, one has to choose hatred, whether
responsibility of the father. Artifacts engraved in a
this or that or this from the wall; All this is
random drawing room, perhaps only a child of
strange and wonderful, it is, no matter what level
two or three years old can tell what is the meaning
one has to go to, slowly pelting stones from other
and also the reason for these satanic problems for
bushes and some will make noise in the street if
me. But there is a difference between today and
they fall. Even a dense bush sometimes catches the
tomorrow also, what is the difference? Maybe my
stone inside itself, it also holds it, so the next time
mother had vowed to make me worthy that my
the stone moves, it may come back on itself. Some
son will become a doctor, my name will be
falling inside the house would come towards us,
illuminated, my life will also be saved.
picking up the falling and the bag was picked up
very quickly. Whatever was found in the beat, Mother got the shoes fixed every day and
whatever was found in it, put it in the clothes with sometimes the needle thread stitching in the
clothes remained with her. Every one that too
neatly, the food, the dress, the books, the books,
the workmanship, everything is wonderful, even
for me, but all that is remembered now, what is
the use, not the slightest bit of torn that ten hands
to bring the new ready, without the need to bring
the item For, but perhaps for the child, Hanuman
was given a garland of Mother Sita, who could
only break it with stones and find only the name
of Rama. But on the question of its time, at that
time, there was no concern about the enthusiasm
and vitality of life in the eyes or the amount of
appearances, possibly nothing more than the very
limited availability of resources to choose all. That
barry is also amazing. Even if stones were thrown,
many times they used to get stuck inside it, then
in the afternoon the bird would fly and listen to
some modern music. Sometimes the neighbor or
the neighbor also kept on talking, if someone
comes out from here, then he should not fall down
Don't know when it might fall on you and still the
thorns used to be stuck in the feet in the hands,
but the berry is very tasty and those who forcefully
meet in such afternoon fights and mischief. It's all
over by the time you reach home - that's the best
part of the world, which got itself through so-
called hard work. It is believed that whether there
was such an understanding or not, it is just the
stagnation of the mind and the disorientation.
But there was never any love. Mother never
interrupted, but where did the old mother leave
behind: One day she had come home to
reprimand! I am quietly engaged in my studies
like a very clever cot, but waiting for the answer of
my mother's voice like a gun. Well mother listened
to the whole thing with ease, only this I bring you
tea, bring a glass of water, then tea, the way the
old lady came to slam her feet, but in return only
calm, sure and very comfortable become my
mother Came out Mother persuaded him a lot, my
understanding woke up, sometimes life is simple,
simple and conduct is like a banyan tree, it
definitely takes a century to become a sprout and
a shady shelter, persuaded him that four six
thoughtless He also assured to keep the children
away and to explain to me and to watch
continuously. But I came to know that the mother
has finally convinced the old ladies for me. Maybe
it is part of mother's nature or mother's
motherhood in a little old age. Well, it doesn't
matter to me that he has found our house. We are
four children, who are the most badass of all. This
raga always felt that while knowing that he had
gone one and a half kilometers away from us, how
did he know. While we too the lion was roaming meditation in studies, and the concern of the
around the house. So she got acquainted with my king's son made him get MBBS done.
mother and saw her for about 10-15 days. She used
The address was told, I also read and
to find dolls sitting near my mother and was
wrote to a doctor in the same city near the same
complaining, mother is mother, mother said
Mai's house in the government hospital. One day
brother, now there are children, you will stop this.
the wood was in my hand, and the old woman
If you take it, you are going along with it. The
who came there was ill. So I recognized them, I
matter has been turned around and you don't
told them how the mother's health is dependent
even pay attention to them and why should they
on the people of the neighborhood. I live alone,
be the matter, but he had to say that the thorns
children sometimes come and go away, this big
and leaves of the trees that I throw stones at these
house is the memory of life in it. There are many
bushes are scattered throughout the house, so I
stories in it. Perhaps the contemplation of the
stay alone, I am older. If there is a problem, I am
mind has simply been depicted, 15 years is not
not the only one, I will bring berry to you and give
even a long time. When things shake the mind,
it to you, but minimize all this fuss. Throwing
then like HD TV, the exact scene comes to the eyes.
stones quickly, it is not possible to collect
Land is property, it is the reason for the biggest
everything in a short time. But where did the child
suffering in the world. Just get the message done.
become accessible to the child, but at the old age
Now I said in front of everyone that in my
rate, in fifteen to twenty days, the mother would
childhood, I used to use stones in their house,
definitely reach a bowl of hatred, perhaps the
used to break hatred, she ran to kill me, used to
friendship with the mother happened. Don't
run after complaining to my mother also, many
throw stones, I have a big problem in cleaning. To
times I have also brought sweet plums at home.
say that child's mind is fickle; Well my tune is just
But if we never come out of our habits, then the
for fun. Dil Ki Jaane Phul, your time is gone.
actions of the children In that we have committed
Very strange on the cycle of time, the miscreants from the Himalayas itself. Now if we
mother's passion in life came in handy, constant look back at that point of life, it seems very funny
to look at what was the era, it was good, bad, okay saw the mother lying in the cot, two or four people
sir, told Mata ji that whenever you are in trouble were sitting in the neighborhood, they felt that the
and any health related ever If you are ill, inform doctor was here. They also came for some seating
me, I will see you coming and going. But now it arrangement for me that I saw that the old lady of
has become a routine for ten to fifteen days that I about a year would not be there any more, told
definitely have to go, which is a favor. her many things about the arrangement of tea
and water, she used to throw stones in this way,
At that time, the mother said in the same way that
even today the stones will be stuck in the bushes. I
the elders should not be harassed, nor should they
also gave medicine to the people in my eyes and
hurt their hearts. Their mind cries, their mind is
explained some of them to the people around me.
also abused. Well understood half-incompletely,
At that time it used to tell me, now it is their car
the way of learning slowly, when the train went on
and now this old tree may never fall, but I always
the track of seriousness of life, then all the bad
have to make complete arrangements for
feelings, lack of good feelings, work behavior, the
medicine and treatment on it. Got admitted to PG
satisfaction got settled in the mind. Perhaps the
and I had to leave the hospital to study. Another
mother never lacked, in the absence of values, she
unknown city studied for twenty-four hours and
was elated, taught a lot, she never even showed up
stayed in the hospital. Duty Routine in a Machine-
in books.
Mechanized Life.
मात ृ पतक
ृ ृ ता यासो गु णतामे त बालकः।
सवतीथमयी माता सवदे वमयः पता
न गभ यु तमा ण
े पु ो भव त पि डतः।।
मातरं पतरं त मात ् सवय नेन पूजयेत ्।

Whenever he got a chance, the humble wife,

children and mother, along with the old mother,
took everyone to the house with them, went alone,

Trying to keep the eyes calm, but whose emphasis is on the mind, it is difficult to lift the cup on the mind of
drinking tea, only the message on the mobile has become a news message from the house. The same strong
hand on the stone of childhood, what power should you throw with fun, or do not have the courage to close
the book, tea today seemed to be the enemy in everyone, the mobile stopped there, maybe the screen has
become off. Sorry, the message was not managed, it was printed on the mind and while searching for the
innocent, the mind was filled with tears, breaking the circle of the glasses, there was darkness only seeing it
without feeling............. ……….

न धाव त जनाक ण नार यमुपशा तधीः ।

यथा तथा य त सम एवाव त ठते ॥
कधमःकच वा कामः क चाथः क ववे कता।
क वैतंक च वा वैतं खम ह न ि थत य मे॥

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