Indian Names and Parenting

Last week I received an email forward which I feel is worth sharing to our readers. This one is about motherhood, the angel in all our lives.

A newborns conversation with God

A baby asked God, “They tell me you are sending me to earth tomorrow, but how am I going to live there being so small and helpless?”

God said,”Your angel will be waiting for you and will take care of you.”

The child further inquired,”But tell me, here in heaven I don’t have to do anything but sing and smile to be happy.”

God said, “Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you.

And you will feel your angel’s love and be very happy.”

Again the child asked,”And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me if I don’t know the language?”

God said,”Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak.”

“And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?”

God said,”Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray.”

“Who will protect me?”

God said,”Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life.”

“But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore.”

God said,

“Your angel will always talk to you about Me and will teach you the way to come back to Me, even though I will always be next to you.”

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from Earth could be heard and the child hurriedly asked,

“God, if I am to leave now, please tell me my angel’s name.”

God said,”You will simply call her, “Mom.”

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Here is another gem.

A little boy came up to his mother in the kitchen one evening while she was making the dinner. He handed her a piece of paper with his writing on it. After his Mom dried her hands, she read it, and this is what it said:

For cutting the grass: Rs 50
For cleaning up my room this week: Rs 10
For going to the store for you: Rs 20
Baby-sitting my kid brother while you went shopping: Rs 20
Taking out the garbage: Rs 10

Total owed: Rs 110

Well, his mother looked at him standing there, and the boy could see the memories flashing through her mind. She picked up the pen, turned over the paper he’d written on, and this is what she wrote:

For the nine months I carried you while you were growing inside me:
No Charge

For all the nights that I’ve sat up with you, doctored and prayed for you:
No Charge

For all the trying times, and all the tears that you’ve caused through the years:
No Charge

For all the nights that were filled with dread, and for the worries I knew were ahead:
No Charge

For the toys, food, clothes, and even wiping your nose:
No Charge

Son, when you add it up, the cost of my love is:
No Charge.

When the boy finished reading what his mother had written, there were big tears in his eyes, and he looked straight at his mother and said, “Mom, I sure do love you.”

And then he took the pen and in great big letters he wrote: “PAID IN FULL”.

Moral

We will never know our parents worth till we become a parent. When it comes to our parents, we indeed have a lot to give…besides money!

Tags: mother, Parenting