By GARGEE CHATTERJEE
Whistling cackle of a little lump,
Bursting innocence...
Knows not the mysteries of life...
The loopholes of existence....
Only the ever curious eyes searching
the peaceful lap,
Yawning and playing heartily uttering babbles.
No whip of time's chariot teasing out day and night!
Only the static posture of the binary mind..
Which knows only the food and warm shelter of Maa...
The loveliest of all in the family.
The unique piece of creation.
The only being for whom the creator awaits... and then
Showered the title 'MOTHER'
Mother! Maa! Mummy!
However you call her,
She is the same being,
The Saviour of the soul,
The creator and the preserver of lives.
Parenting throughout by paying----rent in every aspect of life.
She is the last word of every mind- be in joy or gloominess!
We only utter the ultimate sound of solace -----
...... that's MAA!!!