The drapes were swaying from the wind. Sleep eluded Reva. Tomorrow is her first international art exhibition. Everytime she closes her eyes mother's face came in front of her. It is her mother’s faith that made this day possible. Slowly, she takes a trip down memory lane. Although Reva belonged to upper middle-class family but her father was an alcoholic which dragged them to poverty. When her mother Upasana confronted him about the problems he abandoned them. Upasana decided to take the financial charge but she was just a matric pass. Sewing clothes and taking up minor cooking assignments were the only viable options for her. Reva was the only hope of her life. Upasana always wanted her daughter to lead a good life. She still remembers the utter disappointment on her mother’s face when she looked at the report card. She failed in a subject. Upasana’s maternal instincts stopped her to say anything to Reva. Somewhere she knows that her daughter put all efforts into her studies but she didn't get the desired results. One afternoon when Reva was feeling low she started painting on the wall. This was the first time she ever painted. She used to draw random pictures in the notebook whenever she feels low. This was her remedy to release the mental pressure but painting was new to her. When Upasana came back home and noticed the wall. She was surprised by her daughter’s hidden talent. Her happiness can’t be defined in words. That smile on her face was the best gift for Reva. She started making small paintings on the daily basis to make her mother happy. One day her uncle Sudhir visited their home. He came with a lucrative marriage proposal. Reva was listening to their conversation through the wall. Upasana – But she is only 16. Sudhir – We can proceed with the engagement as of now and she will get married after 2 years. Your daughter will lead a luxurious life, they are rich people. What else do you want? Upasana – I want her to have a career. Let her do the graduation first. Sudhir (in a sarcastic tone) – She barely get passed in all subjects. Who will give her a job and who knows when will she get graduate? At that time legal marriage age was 18. Anyways who cares about legal age? most parents consider their daughter as a burden. She didn’t want to hear anything further so she left the room. Uncle's words were enough to destroy her morale. If they want me to get married I will get married. After he left, Upsana came into her room Upasana – Fill these forms Reva. It was an admission form of Art college. Reva hugged her mother, tears rolling down her cheeks. Upasana – My mother use to paint. I saw her reflection in you. First time when I saw your painting I felt like it came to you naturally. You only need little guidance and no one can stop you. Reva – Thanks ma. You are a blessing. You understand my feelings when even I can’t understand them. I made those paintings only to make you happy. It never occurred to me that I can follow this as my career. Her mother was right. She became one of the top artists in India. “I wish she was here with me right now.” She was thinking with her eyes closed. The voice of doorbell woke her up from a deep stupor. It was Upsana. “Surprise! How can I miss your big day dear.”
If you are confused, when I started writing stories, then let me tell you this story is written by Vartika Goyal as a sweet gesture for Mother’s Day. This story shows how a mother’s love and support changed everything for her daughter.
Not just the story, but also the mother’s unconditional love and relentless support is something we should all appreciate. Although this blog will not tell the importance of your mother, I am sure you are wise enough to respect that, but I will share some gift ideas and if you like them, maybe you can gift them to your mother.
For gift ideas, I took the help of another generous blogger Vidah, I tricked her into this collaboration, but she was very polite because she knew it is for a special blog. Here are some gift ideas for your Mata Ji on the Mother’s day:
- Cook her favourite food- If you can cook without burning her kitchen, then cook something for her. If you can’t cook, then at least help her out.
- Have dinner outside/ order from outside- FGW doesn’t recommend food from outside, but for mother’s day I can make an exception. It will take her away from “aj khane me kya banana he?” (what to cook today?).
- Gift her a card made by you with some flowers- Look, purchasing a card is easy, everyone can do that, but if you want to see real happiness in your Mumma’s eyes, then make a card. Your card need not to be perfect. It needs to express your emotions, your love for your Mumma
- Make an album- This one is tough but you can do it for your Mom. You need to gather all the pictures of her from her childhood till her motherhood and make an album out of them.
- Useful items- I generally gift useful items to people, but here we are talking about our Maa. I’m sure, you can figure out stuff she really needs. For example, if you see her using anything broken, kindly replace it. Or observe if anything can make her work a little easy.
- Massager- This is more like part 2 of the above point, you can get her a massager. I’m mentioning this here as this is something I’ve got for my Mummy on her birthday. I saw she had pain in her leg, and the massager was apparently a great idea.
- A voucher for spa/salon- You can also gift her a voucher for a salon/spa. Mothers generally don’t take care of themselves, so maybe a voucher is a good idea.
So these were a few ideas that you can gift your mothers for this Mother’s Day. There’s a lot more you can do, you just need to be creative. I’m posting this blog early so that you guys can have some time to arrange a gift.
If for some reason you can’t get your Mommy a gift, at least try to be thankful to your Mommy. Trust me no matter who is your mother, or which country you live in, your mother has made many sacrifices for you. You might be living far from your Mama due to job opportunities, but she is always with you.
I have many readers who are mothers, so you do one thing and share this blog with your children secretly and wait. If your baby is small or far away, then treat yourself with a cake and smile
Till then, drop a like and comment. Feel free to share a poem if you want, or any suggestions for this blog. This was my second collaboration and I’m open to collaborating more often with you guys.
Special thanks to Vartika Goyal for writing that beautiful story, she was busy with her personal life, but still she agreed to write a story for me. Don’t forget to check out her work. Also thanks to Vidah– Magical world for helping me out with the gift ideas. I’ve sent her many emails but she was polite every time. Make sure you check out her work as well.
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