Overwhelming responses from our readers have inspired us to introduce a new section called ‘READER’S RESPONSE..I SAY…’. We are happy to begin this section with a thoughtful article by one of the ardent readers.

I am the soul that wears the costume of his/her body on the stage called “LIFE” & plays the role assigned by the almighty. My existence is eternal and full of love, joy & abundance. I am the bubble of his bountiful ocean of love and compassion. I choose to be a part of this universe in order to learn my lessons which either I have forgotten or have not learned as yet. God chooses my destiny and my paths of learning; my parents, my family, my roles as different characters, my life’s each and every occasion.

Each and every moment is designed by dear lord and I flow with his will. When I grow in mother’s womb for those nine months, my journey of life begins then and there itself. I listen to everything my mother speaks & hears. I grow with whatever she eats, and I feel whatever she feels. When she’s sad, I feel sadder than her for I can’t help her before this world welcomes me. When she’s not well, I not only feel unhealthy but also feel that when I will become part of this world I may not be a very strong person. When my mother is loved and adored, I become a bundle of happiness. She carries me in her womb and I carry her in my heart. I share every experience that she experiences. Whether love or hatred, ignorance or attention, respect or disrespect, joy or sadness, I experience the same, but with more intensity than her because before I take birth I am more aware of my being with higher state of consciousness, and I understand how she feels. I understand her each and every action but can’t express my feelings.
At times when she’s angry, I get scared but I know that fear is something which causes insecurity and instability and my loving mother would not like me to be insecure and fearful child. When she smiles, my heart is filled with colours, and the whole universe gets filled with lights. When someone makes her laugh, not only I bless that person but also pray that our dear lord showers his blessings on that person. When my mother reads good books about life, spirituality, religion & ethics , I grow mentally & emotionally and thus feel blessed that she’s preparing me to face this world in a better way. I feel confident and enthusiastic when my mother talks to me and calls me by sweet nick names. Even her silence speaks to me. She’s not only a mother but a Goddess who takes all the pains willingly & joyfully so that I may be a part of this world. My mother may go through bad times and good times, but she always cares about me more than herself.

God chooses my destiny and my paths of learning; my parents, my family,
my roles as different characters, my life’s each and every occasion.
Each and every moment is designed by dear lord and I flow with his will.

We share the most deep rooted bond among all other relationships of this world. I am not only part of her body from now, but also a part of her soul and she’s my first soul mate whom I can always rely upon. God told me that he resides in all of us and everything that he has created and he has left this to us to find him in our heart & soul. I found my God in my mother. To whom this soul will always be thankful for nurturing me and giving me the opportunity to step into this world. It is the most beautiful & wonderful of communions among all other relationships in this universe. I, The Soul Feel Thankful To Thee (Lord) For Blessing Me With Wonderful, Loving And Caring Mother, To Whom My Soul Will Always Be A Slave. Because I Can Never Repay For What My Loving Mother Does For Me….Love You Lord…Love You Mother.