My Mother, My Hero

Who is the hero in my life?

 Often do I ponder in my mind. 

As heroes of our lives are not always  the refined actors who dazzle on the silver screen by enacting their assigned roles. 

They enact the persona being depicted with their stage performances.

 We love them and become great fans. But the real life heroes cast a long, lasting impression on our minds. 

Even an ordinary mortal with a good value system and a great attitude towards life, wins the stature of being a great hero to motivate and inspire people around.

So, for me, she is none other than, my mom, my super hero of my life. 

She is the embodiment of beauty, valour and courage.

The parenting skill that she perfectly projected.

The role of a doting mother that she gracefully flaunted.

She nurtured me as a capable, sensible and matured individual, the task so skillfully undertaken with all her able guidance and upbringing.

Her great mental strength and her ideals, that I profoundly admire.

 She instilled her generosity, compassion, patience and dedication in me, by being a role model for me.

Now, she resides amongst the stars, showering her blessings always, a guardian angel she is.

 A priceless possession, a true hero she will remain forever. 

I truly feel her presence every where, illuminating my path with her principles and life lessons.

 That she fostered with her unconditional love, affection and care.