Baby in cradle

  Mother and Motherhood are the most beautiful part of any woman's life. Woman becomes complete ji after she gives birth to a baby whether it is a girl or boy does not matter for the mother. She strives to make her baby comfortable and will try every bit of her capabilities to make the life of the baby feel blessed. We rarely come across a cruel mother(few exceptions not to say)whereas you can find children who do not adhere to the said set of rules that categorise them as good children. This is ofcourse unfortunately true and sad as it is.  . .    Mother is that person who senses your pain and misery even without you asking anything or saying anything. She can feel it within herself as the baby is in her womb for nine months and both are connected through the umbilical cord which is the channel that feeds the baby before it can even breathe . That is this beautiful bonding that cannot be quantified or measured in terms of any quotient. Hope all of us agree with.     Coming to the prompt ar the painting by Berthe Morisot the French artist it is the reflection of the mother's love towards the baby in every inch of the frame.             

   Jigar a young man of about 18 years who was well educated and qualified was always agressive and adamant in his behaviour. His way of dealing with people and things was like a pain in the neck. It cannot be tolerated nor it can be corrected. The reason being,/ Jigar never ever felt he was wrong. . Innumerable attempts by his parents to put sense in his mind about the values of life and all were never heard nor followed by him. His younger brother Sagar was also affected by this behaviour of Jigar. How could he learn something from his elder brother who himself needed constant guidance and support. This trend continues and continued for many years. Jigar never felt any remorse or regret for the hurt he intentionally or unintentionally caused to his parents specially to his mother who seemed like a punching bag to him. Who else will tolerate such behaviour without any complaint? His mother was like a shield who absorbed all his I'll temper, tantrums, curses etc until she fell sick with a neurological problem which even affected her daily life. How can the bag continue to receive all the beatings without any complaint? Jigar continued with this behaviour but with a little bit of courtesy towards his mother sometimes. During such time Druti his mother was talking on phone with her long lost friend kyati who was her colleague once upon a time. Both worked as teachers in the same school for many years. On learning that Druti was unwell kyati called on to find out the reason. Druti narrated about her neurological problem. Kyati immediately recollected how Druti used to be tense most of the time. Even in School she used to always be in a hurry to rush back home. She knew how Druti would always talk about Jigar's behaviour which was not at all correct. Druti had to be pacified from getting very very emotional at times. Well this was routine with her.                     

  Kyati was a good artist and painter. She was very much into oil painting and most of her paintings revolved around the theme of 'mother-child bonding. She was appreciated for that theme everytime. She suddenly thought about sending Druti a beautiful painting that she had recently made. This as per idea would rejuvenate her mind and body. This message she sent to Druti who was touched by Kyati's concern. Finally, it was decided that Kyati would be sending the painting through her acquaintance who would be visiting Hyderabad where Druti was residing along with her husband and sons. Druti said there would be a surprise element in that package. Quite interesting and exciting right? Yes, it was for Druti and all at home. After a couple of days the said acquaintance comes to Druti's home and after the initial introduction and courtesy the guest handed over the package to Druti. On opening the package Druti was stunned. It was a beautiful painting of a mother and her baby in the cradle. Kyati had written a small note to Druti about the painting, which said that her painting was inspired by looking at french painter berthe morisot who had done the original painting showing how a mother was seated besides her young baby's cradle and was admiring her baby with loving gestures and eyes that were overflowing with happiness . The painting reflects an atmosphere of great intimacy,sweetness and protective love that a mother feels for her children always whether they are tiny, young, grown-up etc. The painting represented an intimate moment between a mother and her baby who is sleeping unaware about the caring and endearing looks of her mother. Druti even mentioned that she had picked up the idea for her painting from a recent contest that she had been writing for on the most popular ' Story mirror' platform that was conducting a contest of writing stories with painting of famous artists as a prompt. She went on to add that mother's love is the purest and noblest form of love that does not need any means of exhibiting whether in the form of money,or property . nothing infact.

A mother expects a little bit of care and few sweet words that are genuine in return to all that the parents do for their children. This note was written to both Jigar and Sagar lest Jigar would feel as if he was made the wrongdoer. Jigar did feel a bit of regret for what he had been doing to his elders especially to his mother who was tolerating everything without any bickering or complaint. He ran to her and hugged her affectionately without a word. His mother knew like all mothers who know what is in their children/child's mind without them expressing anything,that Jigar was feeling guilty and remoreseful. She hugged him and caressed his hair and forehead which was enough for Jigar to understand what his mother was feeling. The painting 🖌️🎨 had really made a mark in transforming someone's life. let us wish it continues to be so.