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Mother Molded Mahatma

The name Mahatma Gandhi is synonymous with truth But he was not an epitome of truth by birth His mother Putlibai had had strong religious faith Unless and until rituals completed, she used to hold breath She also practiced the sacred "Kokila Vratha" - a vow ritual She would wait for the call of Kokila - cuckoo - before breakfast To have breakfast, such call of the cuckoo is vital One day she waited for a long for such call but steadfast Young Gandhi couldn't bear such of her strain He gone out of the house and imitated like the cooing, the way the cuckoo used to entertain Then persuaded mother to eat, as if he had never acted Instead she slapped Gandhi as if an arrow pierced her heart She wailed,"What a great sinner am I to have begotten such a wicked liar as son, Oh Lord!" as she knew his act of covert On seeing her eyes with tears, young Gandhi was profoundly bitten Deeply moved by her words, Gandhi made a promise to her: "In my life, henceforth, I will not utter falsehood" Thus mother molded a new Gandhi, to firmly raise Even with troubles and turmoil, like rock he stood There are numerous events to adore Gandhi sticking to truth With stern and unyielding morality, he made his mother more beautiful "As is the seed, so is the plant" is a fact and not a myth Only such lesson scissiled Gandhi to remain forever truthful ! Copyrights reserved by Mr. V.MUTHU MANICKAM

Copyright © | Year Posted 2017




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