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To My Mother on Mother's Day

To My Mother 
On Mothers Day

I thought and thought
What gift I can give, to my late mother
On this auspicious Mother’s Day,

A gift for my Mother,
Who passed away from this world, 
Many many years back, on Mother’s day.

She must be living in peace,
While living on earth,
She was my inspiration and my precious teacher.

She charmed everyone, who got a chance
To meet her,
By her simplicity and love and selfless devotion.

Her melodious singing and playing of Violin,
Defused the gifts of poetry and writing in me,
Because of you perhaps, O Mother dear. 

She taught me the lessons of Music and Poetry,
Of life and its duties, not by taking my classes ever,
But by teaching me and others, what actually was our real duty,

She silently taught, the lessons of kindness and love,
Of facing the ups and down of life,
Without being sad and disturbed.

She taught me to be firm and sturdy in life,
And to never feel forfeited and disturbed,
Even if, success was no where visible.

How great was your greatness, we could not know it earlier,
You gave your precious years to my motherland, O Mother 
Sometimes directly fighting for our freedom, 

While in your remaining life, you cared and inspired, 
Even my father, to not only sacrifice his entire young age,
For the cause of India’s freedom, 

But also to write books and create, poetry likes Patradoot,
Which father wrote in Faizabad jail*, 
And dedicated it to you, O Mother dear.

Many decades have passed, when this great book,
In Hindi was written by my father,
Depicting the India, as it was around 1932.

O Mother, to day, on this great Mothers Day,
I am dedicating English version of that great epic to you,
So that the world may come to know,

The real life beauty of this great story*,
And the beauty of this gem of a writing of my father,
Which shines once in a blue moon only, 
On the horizon of poetry.


Kanpur India 9th May 10

* Story.	Hindi name Patradoot and in English ‘The Messenger’

* Faizabad jail.	My father( 1899-1994) late Dr Amarnath Kapoor devoted almost his entire young life 1920-47 for the cause of India’s freedom struggle, as a follower of Gandhi. During his long imprisonment in Faizabad jail, he wrote ‘the Messenger’ as a unique story in poetry in Hindi & secretly sent it to my mother, The Messenger was published and circulated 
in Hindi around 1933-34 with the result, the British rulers confiscated my father’s printing 
press for ever and its publications and again put him to jail.  

Copyright © Ravindra K Kapoor

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  1. Date: 5/29/2010 4:49:00 PM
    What an incredibly beautiful tribute to your mother, and honestly to your father too. You were blessed with such amazing parents and must feel so proud. No doubt, wherever they are, they are so proud of you too. Thank you sweet friend for your most thoughtful comment on my poem. Be well and keep writing. love, shar

  1. Date: 5/25/2010 2:02:00 PM
    so what became of your father, dear? has he passed away too? Very interesting your background, the colorful history of your parents. How you were raised. Good poem and geat intro for your father's story. LUv, andrea

  1. Date: 5/10/2010 1:42:00 PM
    This is a lovely dedication, Ravindra. I hope you keep your memories of you parents alive forever in your heart as well as your poetry. Love, Carolyn

  1. Date: 5/10/2010 11:04:00 AM
    you have a long sentence at the end that needs break in it. so it is easier to make comments. Enjoyed reading. I had trouble with the long sentence in my poem even though I did not type it that way.

  1. Date: 5/10/2010 9:09:00 AM
    Extraordinarily beautiful Ravindra and wish u had put it in the Mother contest would have won very big ... I will share my first place win with u today as this is a poem of memory always.. she sounded like a great lady and wonderful role model to raise a talented and gifted son to pen such beauty in words...enjoyed and its a true blessing to read your poetry always..luv.. Linda-Marie

  1. Date: 5/9/2010 4:07:00 PM
    I is my belief that both your father and your mother know the masterfull tribute you have given their earthen memory in this write Ravindra. Thank you so much for your gracious comments on my poem today. Agape, Moses

  1. Date: 5/9/2010 12:19:00 PM
    To have lived with such parents at a time of such turmoil must have been frightening. From outside the family we can say your parents were so inspiring...yet from inside the family I am sure you were so scared and lonely for your father. Such courage and bravery, I don't think I have that in me? Or would want the trials such moral courage caused. Light & Love

  1. Date: 5/9/2010 5:50:00 AM
    Your mother will recieve the gift, whith her blessing spirit still watching over you. It is a nice dedication to your wonderful mother, who did so many wonderful things for you and others, have a nice mothers day,..p.d.