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A Mother’s Day Tribute: Love to Every Mother in the World

Writer: Niaz Murshed Chowdhury

Originally written on May 23, 2020 — Updated May 31, 2020


About a decade ago, I fell seriously ill. I still remember how, in that storm of pain and helplessness, my mother came and sat beside me. In that haze of agony, I don’t even remember how tightly I clutched her hand against my face — all I know is, in that moment, her touch felt like the purest painkiller in the world.


I have lived away from my mother since seventh grade because of my studies — I rarely had the blessing of staying by her side for long. Whenever I came home during school or university vacations, she would cook my favorite meals with so much love. She would always give me the biggest piece of fish or meat, saying, “You’re getting so thin, you need to eat more.” She never once noticed if I gained weight — to her, I was always losing it. In those moments, I would just smile silently and think, “That’s what makes her a mother.”


When I was preparing to come to America for higher studies, my mother was deeply against it at first. She said, “I raised you with so much love and sacrifice, only for you to leave me behind? I don’t need a son who earns millions abroad — any modest job here is enough for me.” Yet in the end, she agreed — for her son’s future. I never told her how it broke my heart too. I just left — and I cried my eyes out alone, far away from her. Even now, sometimes my eyes still fill up just remembering her.


If there’s anything truly priceless in this world, it is a mother. When we are sick or broken, there’s no limit to her worry — she silently suffers more than we do. There’s a telepathy between mother and child like no other — before any misfortune hits us, somehow she knows. I truly believe that besides a mother’s love, every other love in this world has conditions attached. A mother’s love is the only love that asks for nothing in return — pure and selfless. Behind our every success and our well-being, there’s always her invisible hand of blessings.


Perhaps that’s why, in almost every sacred scripture, right after the Creator comes the mother. Those who have lost their mothers forever, or live far from her, know the true weight of this love — the emptiness, the longing, the gratitude. Those who still have their mothers close by often forget how precious she really is.


So today, on Mother’s Day, I send my deepest love to every mother on this Earth.


🌷 Happy Mother’s Day to all the mothers of the world. 🌷


 
 
 

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