Through a window

A mosaic of things i notice when i peep out of the window of my soul..

Thursday, March 17, 2011

A mother, a lover

Amongst the varied roles a woman plays in her day to day life, and somes times at unusual times, i feel these two are the most compassionate of them all.
These are as distinct and as similar as two can get, a very thin line between the two.
They are both feel extremely, intensely and very agressively for the ones who make them it, the child and the lover..
A mother never even in her imagination would dream of hurting a child, not matter whose it is.. She will show her compassion the depth and intensity of her feelings by showering emmense love and care even on the ones who hurt her.. Whereas a lover, with a broken heart, would not think twice before destroying the entire world to display the hurt and at the same time the intensity of her feelings..
A mother will never forgive the one who hurts her child, a lover will protect her love from every harm ever possible, even if it would mean losing herself in the process..
But then what will a woman do when she has to choose between the mother and the lover in her? How will she ever be able to make them both agree on one thing, is this choice ever possible? And what would she do then if either of the two is the cause of her losing either? Whom will she forgive or not forgive?
Whom would she kill?
Would she be a mother or a lover or both, and then would any one understand what turmoil she goes through? would either of them, the child and the lover be able to understand her decisions and actions? Would they care to know what is beyond the obvious?
A mother and a lover, i pray no woman ever has to go through this choice..

May be a bit too late since woman's day was a week ago, but dedicated to all women and here's praying that you have the strength to be yourself.

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