Mother..

I promised them Burger King for dinner... and Burger king it was.

We were heading towards the nearest Burger King in our area... just as we were crossing the road in front of our apartment, i saw an older lady. Her face was clearly in pain. She was carrying at least 6 plastic bags containing fruits n veggies from pazar. They were clearly heavy. She had put them on the ground..her hand holding her back...she was grimacing in pain...

I voluntered to carry her things till her apartment door. She didnt know me but she consented. I was after all with two kids tagging along. I couldnt have been a thief could i? Hatice also took one of the plastic bags to carry.As we were walking, the lady was saying how grateful she was... praying for good things for me n my kids..as i kept saying..*estaghfirullah* repeatedly... her home was not far..only 100 metres from where we met..she was in fact our street neighbours...but such a simpleact of kindness, i think left her totally grateful... i was happy most when hatice particularly became so happy after helping the lady...hopefully one lesson learnt...to go good...

We continued walking towards our destination. ..Of course the anne just culdnt stop making a detour..into pazar hehehehe.. it was late... the pazar sellers would be ready to leave the pazar anyway... i dragged my kids to venture into the pazar street...the obediently complied...

What i saw saddened me. At the street where the sellers had left the pieces of fruits n veggies which were rotten or perhaps soggy to sell, a very very old lady was picking them up. I was stunned. I kept thinking, there i was trying to buy the best for my family..esp for my kids... and there was this lady...picking up the bits and pieces no one else wanted on the road...

Those two ladies.... who knows what their history r. I didnt ask...they most probably r somebody's mothers... just imagine.. if they r ur mothers... wouldnt u help?

U n i.. we came out of our mothers' wombs... a mother is someone who normally carried us for 9 months inside her tummy. ...My mother is thousands of kilometres away from me...yet she is alive... i can call her anytime... i can still hear her voice...but for my halil... it would be totally scary if his mom calls him from the other world....

Mother's day will be celebrated this Sunday.If u have a mother nearby.. celebrate it with her..dont wait till it is too late to celebrate that special person...

Here is a song written and sung by Halil... one of his songs written soon after his mother's death... in ode of Anne... after all these years... ur son still misses u very deeply...



HAPPY MOTHER'S DAY EVERYONE!

Thank You for hopping by...Hope to see u again the next time..