Mother of all beginnings-when the entire country is captured in the throes of 'Anna fever',me wanting to write a blog on motherhood seems almostsenile

Mother of all beginnings/And when someone looks at the child and says, "You are well brought up! Who's your mother?," we have received our medal of honour./Good Parenting can resolve all kind of problems exists in a Soociety including CORRUPTION...THIS IS WHAT I HAVE ALSO WRITTEN ABOUT RIGHT PARENTING OR UPBRINGING AFTER RIOTS IN LONDON...VT)

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Beginnings!

At a time when the entire country is captured in the throes of 'Anna fever', me wanting to write a blog on motherhood seems almost senile, even self-indulgent perhaps. But ask another mother and I bet my last penny, she will welcome the thought.

After all nothing quite shakes and stirs a woman's world as much as the arrival of a new baby. No, not even team Anna nor the implementation or rejection of the 'Lokpal Bill.' In fact, I strongly believe that more the mothers, lesser the corruption anyways. After all don't we all believe that mothers are the epitome of love, selflessness, goodness and large heartedness?

I, for one strongly believe that motherhood makes a better person out of you. You stop being selfish, you don't lie so that your kid doesn't pick it up, you don't bitch about neighbours lest your child goes and repeats your golden words to them, you become environment friendly to leave a better environment for your baby, you stop smoking thus giving yourself the gift of good health, you eat better, you live better, you try and follow the ethics and morals your parents taught you, in short, you try to become a role model in every sense of the word, just so that your kid apes you and does the same.

After all the biggest responsibility in this world is to be responsible for another human being. You are responsible for someone else's actions, in this case, your baby. And that's a pretty daunting task to live up to. No mother in a child's growing up years teaches him to be a rapist or a thief yet when a particular individual grows up to be one, his mother is blamed for it.

His upbringing is questioned, his values and ethics analysed. You barely have stepped out of the delivery room and a little cuddly baby is thrust in your arms. While you are surfacing from the aftermath of a particularly long labour, you are told that it's our duty to make this baby live. If it doesn't eat, it's your problem, if it doesn't sleep, you are at the receiving end and if it is sick, you are dead, literally.

And you have no idea how you are going to scrape through. But you do survive and how!

There is no school for motherhood. You can train to be a journalist, a pilot, a doctor, just about anything. But no one can teach you how to be a good mother. Its something you figure out en route. With some help from your bundle of joy.

There is plenty of room for trials and errors and most often, 99 out of 100 get it right. We mothers, for lack of any training do a pretty good job of bringing up a child, day in and day out, 24/7. We err, stumble, get nervous, worry, cry but ultimately manage to hold our head high and survive.

And when someone looks at the child and says, "You are well brought up! Who's your mother?," we have received our medal of honour. Our eyes brim with tears, our lips tremble and our chests swell with pride. Catch a mother seeing her two year old on stage, however awkward and gawky. If that doesn't melt your heart, nothing will.

The nation is going ga ga over Anna. No problems with that. But lets take a moment to salute his mother. The mother who made sure he turned out so, long before he could say the word 'Corruption'. Mothers, you have my salutations! You do a job far important than all the ones in the world without the perks and the prizes, the adulations and the limelight. All you wish for is your baby to grow up well and that's your nirvana. How sublime!

May the motherhood mania keep you rocking.