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Please read this at a slow pace,
digesting every word and in leisure.
do not hurry….this is a treasure.
For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom,
this is beautiful. For those of us who aren’t, this is
even more beautiful. For those who are moms, you’ll love this.
The young mother set her foot on the path of life.
“Is this the long way?” she asked.
And the guide said: “Yes, and the way is hard.
And you will be old before you reach the end of it..
But the end will be better than the beginning.”
 

But the young mother was happy, and she would not
believe that anything could be better than these years. So she
played with her children, and gathered flowers for
them along the way, and bathed them in the clear streams; and
the sun shone on them, and the young Mother cried,
Then the night came, and the storm, and the path was
dark, and the children shook with fear and cold, and the mother
drew them close and covered them with her mantle, and the children said,
“Mother, we are not afraid, for you are near, and no harm can come.”
And the morning came, and there was a hill ahead, and
the children climbed and grew weary, and the mother was weary.
But at all times she said to the children,” A little patience and we are there.”
So the children climbed, and when they reached the top
they said, “Mother, we would not have done it without you.”
And the mother, when she lay down at night looked up
at the stars and said, “This is a better day than the last, for my
children have learned fortitude in the face of hardness. Yesterday I gave them courage.
Today, I’ve given them strength.”
And the next day came strange clouds which darkened
the earth, clouds of war and hate and evil, and the children groped
and stumbled, and the mother said: “Look up. Lift your eyes to the light.
” And the children looked and saw above the clouds
an everlasting glory, and it guided them beyond the
darkness. And that night the Mother said,
“This is the best day of all, for
I have shown my children God.”
And the days went on, and the weeks and the months and
the years, and the mother grew old and she was little and bent.
But her children were tall and strong, and walked with
courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her,
courage. And when the way was rough, they lifted her,
for she was as light as a feather; and at last they came to a hill,
and beyond they could see a shining road and golden gates flung wide. And
mother said, “I have reached the end of my journey. And now I know the end
is better than the beginning, for my children can
walk alone, and their children after them.”
And the children said, “You will always walk with us,
Mother, even when you have gone through the gates.”
And they stood and watched her as she went on alone, and the gates
closed after her. And they said: “We cannot see her
but she is with us still. A Mother like ours is more than a memory. She
is a living presence…. …”
 

Your Mother is always with you…. She’s the whisper
of the leaves as you walk down the street; she’s the smell of bleach
in your freshly laundered socks; she’s the cool hand
on your brow when you’re not well.. Your Mother lives
inside your laughter. And she’s crystallized in every tear drop.
She’s the place you came from, your first home; and
she’s the map you follow with every step you take.. She’s your first love
and your first heartbreak, and nothing on earth can
separate you.
Not time, not space… not even death!

Jab Tu Paida Huwa Kitna Majboor Tha
Yeh Jahan Teri Sonch Se Bhi Dour Tha

Haath Paaon Bhi Tab Tere Apney Na Thay
Teri Ankhon Main Duniya Ke Sapney Na Thay

Tujh Ko Aata Sirf Rona Hi Tha
Doodh Pi Ke Kaam Tera Sona Hi Tha

Tujh Ko Chalna Sikhaya Tha Maa Ne Teri
Tujh Ko Dil Main Basaya Tha Maa Ne Teri

Maa Ke Saaye Main Parwaan Chadne Laga
Waqt Ke Sath Qad Tera Badne Laga

Dhirey Dhirey Tu Kadiyal Jawan Ho Gaya
Tujh Pe Saara Jahan Meharban Ho Gaya

Zor-E- Bazoo Pe Tu Baat Karne Laga
Khud Hi Sajney Laga Khud Sanwarney Laga

Ek Din Ek Ladki Tujhe Bhaa Gayei
Ban Ke Dulhan Woh Tere Ghar Agayei

Ab Faraayez Se Tu Door Hone Laga
Beej Nafrat Ka Khud Hi Tu Bolney Laga

Phir Tu Maa Baap Ko Bhi Bhulane Laga
Teer Baton Ke Phir Tu Chalane Laga

Baat Baat Pe Un Se Tu Ladne Laga
Qayda Ek Naya Tu Phir Padnay Laga

Yaad Kar Tujh Se Maa Ne Kaha Ek Din
Abb Humara Guzara Nahin Tere Bin

Sun Ke Yeh Baat Tu Tayesh Main Agaya
Tera Gussa Teri Aqal Ko Kha Gaya

Josh Main Aake Tu Ne Yeh Maa Se Kaha
Main Tha Khamosh Sab Dekhta Hi Raha

Aaj Kehta Hoon Peecha Mera Chor Do
Jo Hai Rishta Mera Tum Se Woh Tod Do

Jao Ja Ke Kahin Kaam Dhanda Karo
Log Marte Hain Tum Bhi Kahin Ja Maro

Bait Kar Aahen Bharti Thi Maa Raat Bhar
Inki Aahon Ka Tujh Par Howa Na Asar

Ek Din Baap Tera Chala Rooth Kar
Kaise Bikhri Thi Phir Teri Maa Toot Kar

Phir Woh Bhi Bas Kal Ko Bhulati Rahi
Zindagi Isko Har Roz Satati Rahi

Ek Din Maut Ko Bhi Taras Agaya
Iska Rona Bhi Taqdeer Ko Bha Gaya

Ashk Ankhon Main Thay Woh Rawana Huwi
Maut Ki Ek Hichki Bahana Huwi

Ek Sukoon Us Ke Chehre Pe Chaaney Laga
Phir Tu Mayyat Ko Uski Sajaney Laga

Muddatain Ho Gayi Aaj Booddha Hai Tu
Tooti Khatiya Pe Pada Bora Hai Tu

Tere Bacche Bhi Abb Tujh Se Dartey Nahi
Nafraten Hain, Muhabbat Woh Kartey Nahi

Dard Mein Tu Pukare Ke “O Meri Maa”
Tere Dam Se Hi Roshan The Dono Jahan

Waqt Chalta Rahta Hai Waqt Rukta Nahi
Toot Jata Hai Woh Jo Ke Jhukta Nahi

Bann Ke Ibrat Ka Tu Abb Nishaan Reh Gaya
Dhoondh Ab Zor Tera Kahan Reh Gaya

Tu Ahkaam-E-Rabbi Bhulata Raha
Apne Maan-Baap Ko Tu Satata Raha

Kaat Le Tu Wohi, Tu Ne Boya Tha Jo
Tujh Ko Kaise Miley Tu Ne Khoya Tha Jo

Yaad Kar Ke Gaya Daur, Tu Rone Laga
Kal Jo Tu Ne Kiya Aaj Phir Hone Laga

Maut Maange Tujhe Maut Aati Nahin
Maa Ki Surat Nigahon Se Jati Nahi

Tu Jo Khanse Tu Aulad Daantey Tujhe
Tu Hai Nasoor Sukh Kaun Baantey Tujhe

Maut Ayegi Tujh Ko Magar Waqt Par
Bann Hi Jaye Gi Qabar Teri Waqt Par

Qadar Maa Baap Ki Gar Koi Jaan Le
Apni Jannat Ko Duniya Main Pehchan Le

Aur Leyta Rahe Woh Badaun Ki Dua
Usi Ke Dono Jahan, Uska Haami Khuda

Yaad Rakhna Her Aulaad Is Baat Ko
Bhool Jana Na Rehmat Ki Barsat Ko

This is a truly BEAUTIFUL piece.

Please read this at a slow pace, digesting every word and in leisure….
Do not hurry…..this is a treasure…
For those lucky to still be blessed with your Mom, this is beautiful.
For those of us who aren’t, this is even more beautiful.
For those who are moms, you’ll love this.

The young mother set her foot
on the path of life.
‘Is this the long way?’ she asked.
And the guide said: ‘Yes,
and the way is hard
And you will be old before
you reach the end of it..
But the end will be better
than the beginning.’
But the young mother was happy,
and she would not believe
that anything could be better
than these years.

So she played with her children
and gathered flowers for them along the way,
and bathed them in the clear streams;
and the sun shone on them,
and the young Mother cried,
‘Nothing will ever be lovelier than this.’
Then the night came,

and the storm, and the path was dark,
and the children shook with fear and cold,
and the mother drew them close
and covered them with her mantle,
and the children said,
‘Mother, we are not afraid,
for you are near, and no harm can come.’

And the morning came,
and there was a hill ahead,
and the children climbed and grew weary,
and the mother was weary.
But at all times she said to the children,
‘A little patience and we are there.’
So the children climbed,
and when they reached the top they said,
‘Mother, we would not have done it without you.’

And the mother, when she lay down at night
looked up at the stars and said,
‘This is a better day than the last,
for my children have learned fortitude
in the face of hardness.
Yesterday I gave them courage.
Today, I’ve given them strength.’

And the next day came strange clouds
which darkened the earth,
clouds of war and hate and evil,
and the children groped and stumbled,
and the mother said:  ’ Look up. Lift your eyes to the light.’
And the children looked and saw
above the clouds an everlasting glory,
and it guided them beyond the darkness.
And that night the Mother said,
‘This is the best day of all,
for I have shown my children God.’

And the days went on,
and the weeks and the months and the years,
and the mother grew old
and she was little and bent.
But her children were tall and strong,
and walked with courage.
And when the way was rough,
they lifted her, for she was as light as a feather;
and at last they came to a hill,
and beyond they could see a shining road
and golden gates flung wide.
And mother said,
‘I have reached the end of my journey..

And now I know the end
is better than the beginning,
for my children can walk alone,
and their children after them.’
And the children said,
‘You will always walk with us, Mother,
even when you have gone through the gates.’
And they stood and watched her
as she went on alone,
and the gates closed after her.
And they said:
‘We cannot see her but she is with us still.

A Mother like ours is more than a memory.
She is a living presence…….’
Your Mother is always with you….
She’s the whisper of the leaves
as you walk down the street;
she’s the smell of bleach
in your freshly laundered socks;
she’s the cool hand on your brow
when you’re not well.

Your Mother lives inside your laughter.
And she’s crystallized in every tear drop.
She’s the place you came from,
your first home;
and she’s the map you follow
with every step you take.
She’s your first love and your first heartbreak,
and nothing on earth can separate you.
Not time, not space… not even death!

by Dorothy Law Nolte

If a child lives with criticism. . . . . . . .he learns to condemn.

If a child lives with hostility. . . . . . . . he learns to fight.

If a child lives with fear. . . . . . . .he learns to be apprehensive.

If a child lives with jealousy. . . . . . . .he learns to feel guilt.

If a child lives with tolerance. . . . . . . .he learns to be patient.

If a child lives with encouragement . . . . . . . .he learns to be confident.

If a child lives with praise. . . . . . . .he learns to be appreciative.

If a child lives with acceptance. . . . . . . .he learns to love.

If a child lives with approval. . . . . . . .he learns to like himself.

If a child lives with recognition . . . . . . . .he learns that it is good to have a goal.

If a child lives with honesty. . . . . . . .he learns what truth is.

If a child lives with fairness. . . . . . . .he learns justice.

If a child lives with security. . . . . . . .he learns to trust in himself and others .

If a child lives with friendliness. . . . . . . .he learns the world is a nice place in which to live.