Happy Mother’s Day, Mom, Neeha burst into the room,
With a bunch of roses.
I hugged her, taking them.
‘Thank you, dear, you made my
Day’. I said the routine words
Required for the occasion. After
She left, a thought recurred again
And again.
Why should we celebrate motherhood,
On a day that has nothing to do with us
Personally?
Why should we celebrate one daughter’s
Tribute to her mother as our own individual
Day?
Don’t each mother have her own special
Day? her own special Mother’s day? I
Gasped aloud when I realized which day
Will be a woman’s special ‘her own’
Mother’s day!
With that significant realization
My mind became calm.
Soon Neeha’s birthday came.
I baked two cakes!
One with a Happy Birthday, for
Her and another, with a Happy
Mother’s day!
She looked at me with surprise.
What’s this mother?
She asked
Incredulously.
Don’t you see Neeha, on this day I became a mother,
Is not it apt, that I should celebrate
My motherhood today?
Her face brightened.
Yes mother, this thought never occurred to
Me. In fact, no one might have thought it. I
Will tell this to all my friends, she said with
Excitement. That day, both of us
Celebrated our own very special day!
She, her Birthday,
Me, my Mother’s Day!