I Am Your Mother Poem by Daljeet Narang

The day you were born,
The moment, you looked at me and gave me a naïve toothless smile.
You didn't even know how I felt.
But I knew it all.
I was your mother now.

You were weak and feeble.
The doctor felt you needed lots of motherly care.
I agreed with him too.
I left my job to look after you
Coz I felt now my actual job was no other but you.
After all, I was your mother now.

Time rolled by.
Life became more eventful.
I felt the bliss of walking on one's own feet for the first time and
of being able to hold a pen and scratch an A or a number 1 on paper.
Something so easy for me seemed to be like a great milestone, when my child could do it.
After all, I was your mother.

As you grew older,
I taught you many lessons of life.
But, you became an even better teacher than me when you would clasp my hands and stare imploringly and questioningly into my eyes on my losing temper at your childish acts.
Something that I had never done before, I learnt to be patient and mature.
I could sense it all.
After all, I was your mother.

You studied even thicker books on science that I had ever done.
You talked about Einstein's theory, E=mc2, about chain of reactions, hormones and what not…….
Your quizzes on scientific facts even on domestic issues as to why water would boil at 100 degrees centigrade or freeze at zero degree centigrade made me feel an ignoramus.
I felt how small my world of vegetables, maids, T.V. soaps and neighborhood cronies was.

The realization made me feel both joyful and sad.
I felt, time was not very far when you would fly of my little nest, a little world where both of us had grown together day by day, you into a mature human being and I as a mature mother.
I knew it all now.
But still, till my last breath even when you grow older and I, much older,
And if possible, even in the next birth
I would still love to be your mother.
After all, I am your mother and you my child.