Much More Than A Virago!

I may choose not where I'm born into but the womb of my mother undoubtedly was the result of my karma. Chauvinism seems so extravagant here but still her soul stands out as she is nothing but the exemplary Man of Karma. She is imprinted with this emotional DNA, energetic paradigms and parameters of the energy body, that, bestowed upon me the foundation, the core of my existence on this earth. Is it bound to be only her karma to shape the generation in me and then again the next in the offsprings I bear!

She is the constant that instills life around, nurtures it and when they grow to bear fruits she gives them away. The irony of life is that when we become capable enough to give back to her we are no longer near her warm embrace and are swept away by the newer responsibilities and materialistic world around. Undoubtedly she is the spirit that has made the person I am and is the force that drives me around. Her efforts are so untiring with some inexplicable energy source she runs day in and day out with no expectation of hers but only the wish that her children and her grandchildren are safe and sound. Dare not I dither from my responsibility to protect the smile on her face, the shine in her eyes and the grace she carries.

The Law of Karma may percolate into rebirth but I rather did believe that karma is the moral law of causation; whereby good deeds of my mother should bring good to her in this birth itself. If the marvel of rebirth works upon then I would yearn to be her daughter again. But then, even more, shall I desire to mother my mother so that I could shower her with all the pleasures and possibilities in life that she could not pick up in this one. It would be difficult to match up to her wholesomeness that springs out of her generosity, loving-kindness, and wisdom. As though she had a wand that could transform the least into abundance, horrible into beautiful, chaos into peace.

A Wonder Woman she is!!!