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Zishan Ahmad

Drama


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Zishan Ahmad

Drama


Nothing Greater Than Motherhood

Nothing Greater Than Motherhood

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This incident happened back in the time when I was in 5th standard. I used to go to a local English medium school which was located 500 meters near our residence. The school name was Maria Montessori where I started my education journey directly from 2nd standard.  I used to be sullen and truant in terms of being regular to the school. I always had the attendance issue as I bunked many times which clearly shows the level of my boisterousness.


It was the month of June when my examination was scheduled. I was good at academics but I used to feel fearful when it comes to a language paper which was Urdu. The next day was my Urdu examination so I was a bit scared. My mother(Ammi) was great in literature and she still is. She used to handle my studies all the time and she would solely take the responsibilities to ensure me about my good score in the literature paper Urdu. 


So that day mother asked me to go through the chapters after taking bath and lunch. She would join me after getting rid of housewifery. I sat with the book at 3 pm and started to turn the pages. So accordingly she finished all her work and came to me at 7:30 pm. She started teaching me the subject not as a teacher but of course as a mother. She used to be strong and gentle, loud and quiet, unrelenting, and yielding during the teaching time. She continued her teaching and prepared me for about 5 long hours. I took a break of one hour for my dinner and small rest and then I again started to recall all the taught chapters by myself and finally, around 2 am, I developed a good grasp of the subject. It was time to go to bed but unfortunately, the electricity was cut down and it was completely dark. 


As it was a summer night, it was very hot. My mother asked me to sleep because I need to wake up at 6:30 am as my exam was scheduled for 8 am. She got a handheld fan and started hovering it over my body and asked me to close my eyes. I did so and felt asleep in zero time. I woke up the next morning and to my complete surprise, I saw my mother sitting in the same posture with the moving fan in her hand and smiling at me. She stayed completely awake the entire night just for my comfortable sleep. Her eyes were proof of her tiredness. She told me that electricity cut down because of power transformer failure and things will be getting solved in the morning today. Then she asked me for a bath and brush. She proceeded to prepare breakfast for me and helped me in getting ready for the school.


A mother is an incomparable and most precious gift of God. A mother sacrifices her dreams, wishes, and everything for her child. 


Happy mother's day.


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