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My blessing


Every year mother's day was just another day to give her a gift. To be honest, I have not given much thought to it. I did not understand the importance of this day. Mother is anyways special, with or without this day. We were celebrating mother's day in our office this year. Various competitions and quizzes were conducted. I was asked to talk about the inspiration I got from Mom. Within five minutes of thinking, millions of thoughts and memories popped into my mind. It was surprising that she occupied a major part of my life, either directly or through her words. She knew my reactions even before I could feel it. Sometime I feel that she gets her own copy of my daily life from a heavenly source. She detected even the smallest frown and the slightest change in my voice. I am a completely different person. Still I feel so similar to her. My mom has inspired me in many ways. The list is too long.  I have learned a lot of lessons from her. She is my first teacher. She is my first mentor. She is my role model. She is my well wisher.  


Multi Tasking
This is one of the biggest lessons I have learned from her. Only a mom can manage the crying baby, angry adolescent, busy father and ailing parents and yet give delicious meal on the table and maintain the cleanliness of the house. I never understood where she gets the energy or manages the time to do everything with equal emphasis to all the things. 

Attentiveness
We keep running along with others that we lose the sense of surrounding around us at most times. We forgot the reason why we started running in the first place. We become immune and blind to the things around us. Mom keeps an eye on everything in her world. Nothing whatever it is never misses her sight. She is attentive to all and is responsive at the right time. This has helped me a great deal in my professional as well as my personal life.

Courage
This has become the basic criteria of a girl’s life today. Without courage, we might get lost in this big world. Courage helps us stand up for ourselves and face the demons in us and also in the world. Sometimes the demons within us are the toughest to handle. She gave me the courage to walk on day one and still continues to do so. However tough or difficult the path is, her courage drives me

This is only a drop in the ocean of knowledge she has given me. She drives me everyday and every minute. I look up to her for making all decisions. My dress, My hair colour, My wardrobe or be it anything. She guides me for my career and personal life. She is my blessing from God

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