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A Love That Never Fades: Happy Mother’s Day

Kamlesh Tripathi

    Writers across ages have tried to capture the essence of a mother’s love, yet words often fall short. As Rudyard Kipling once beautifully said, “God could not be everywhere, and therefore he made mothers.” And in a more tender reflection, Victor Hugo reminded, “A mother’s arms are made of tenderness, and children sleep soundly in them.”

    There are some things in life that time cannot touch. Years may pass, seasons may change, entire lifetimes may unfold, yet a mother’s memory remains untouched. It does not fade, it does not blur. Instead, it deepens, growing more meaningful with every passing day.

    Even in her absence, there is a quiet presence that never leaves. Though she may no longer be physically with us, something within us constantly keeps reminding us that she is still around us, and she cares in ways we may not always see but always feel.

    A mother’s love is first experienced in the gentle rhythm of life itself. She lifts us to moments of joy that feel like cloud nine. She cradles us with warmth and affection, and shapes our world through stories, songs, and silent sacrifices. She teaches resilience, not always through words, but through her quiet strength. She shows us how to endure, how to grow, and most importantly, how to shine in this uncertain world.

    Across cultures and ages, this timeless essence of motherhood finds reflection in mythology. In the Indian epic Mahabharata, Kunti stands as a symbol of quiet endurance and unwavering strength. Despite immense trials, she raised her sons with courage and wisdom, shaping them into men of character and destiny. Similarly, Yashoda from the Bhagavata Purana represents unconditional love in its purest form, nurturing the divine child Krishna not as a god, but simply as her own beloved son.

    In the Ramayana, Kaushalya embodies grace and quiet dignity, while Sita, though remembered as a devoted wife, also reflects the strength, sacrifice, and nurturing spirit of a mother. Beyond Indian tradition, even in Greek mythology, Demeter personifies maternal love through her relentless search for her daughter Persephone, a love so profound that it changes the very rhythm of the seasons.

    This sacred bond has also been beautifully captured in the English literature. In Sons and Lovers, the intense emotional connection between Paul Morel and his mother reveals how deeply a mother shapes her child’s inner world, sometimes becoming the very axis of his identity. Likewise, in Little Women, Marmee stands as a timeless figure of warmth, wisdom, and moral strength, guiding her daughters through life with patience and quiet dignity.

    Motherhood is not confined to mythology or literature alone. It lives and breathes in the modern world, too. Figures like Mother Teresa transformed compassion into a universal form of motherhood. Countless unnamed mothers embody quiet heroism. Their love may not always be celebrated in books, yet it is deeply inscribed in the lives they shape.

    A mother is more than a parent. She is our first friend. The one who understands even before we speak. A mentor who guides without seeking recognition. Life after her feels quieter, touched by an absence words cannot describe. Everything she taught becomes a part of who we are. While many things fade, a mother’s imprint never does. Many of life’s small joys seem dimmer when she’s not there. Her memories do not diminish; they multiply. They return like gentle waves, bringing comfort and reminding us that she is never truly lost.

    A mother never fades. She continues to shine, not just in memory, but in the way we live, love, and move forward. She exists in every breath we take, in every step we make, and in every kindness we extend to the world.

    And so, on this Mother’s Day, we don’t just remember her, we celebrate her. Not as someone who was, but as someone who still is, and always will be, beyond time, beyond absence, and beyond even our own days. In her, we find comfort, wisdom, and a sense of belonging that no other relationship can quite replicate. We may forget many things we learned in the world, but the essence of what she gave us stays unchanged, guiding our thoughts and actions long after she is gone. Closing with Vande Matram.

Written and posted by Kamlesh Tripathi

Author, Poet, & Columnist

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