Myla and her son –a story #Momology

Under #Momology participation , Today I choose a picture prompt and try my hands on fiction .

Playing with maps was their favourite game .  Right from his early childhood when other kids just learn A for Apple and B for ball , Arjuna tried to learn A for Australia  also along with A for apple (and ofcourse A for Arjun too) ,  B for Belgium  also in addition to  B for Ball . Credit to his mommy Myla .  Arjuna’s  father was working with an international travel agency and had to visit different countries off and on .  Arjuna  used to feel so happy  when  Myla  would  show him  the current  location of his Dad on the world map.

“Mommy , Dad is not so far from us , see it’s such a small distance . Let’s go to him” Moving  his little fingers over the map , he would try to measure the distance between him and his Dad and also judge the time to reach there .

“Baby , it’s small only on this map. Otherwise it is very far . We will have to go by aeroplane “

Myla  would smile at his innocence when he would bring his toy aeroplane and drag it on the map “Shooooooo……” to reach his Dad’s location . Seeing this , she would engulf him in  arms and her heart would whisper many blessings for him.

Arjuna – as his name said , Myla would often tell him the stories of the Warrior Arjuna from the epic Mahabharta . She wanted her son to act  brave, fearless and focused in life . The little child even remembered few stories by heart now .

When he had scribbled his own name Arjuna on the bedroom wall , his mom wrote ‘The Warrior’ in front of it .

 Arjuna – The Warrior

Arjuna was growing up day by day but   Playing with maps had become  his evergreen love .  He had memorized names of many countries and would often challenge his mom whose brain stored more names .  Many times he won too , may be Myla  felt happy to  lose against her son.

Today was Arjun’s birthday . He had grown up quite much to start understanding the  things ,Myla thought . And she herself was tired of the game of maps . Today when he opened the world map and enquired about his Dad’s present location to shooooo his aeroplane  , Myla  gathered the courage and said “ Dear Arjuna , this game of maps and your Dad is all fake . Your Dad played a game with me eight years ago. He just left leaving you in my tummy .”

“Can you consider me both as your mom and Dad  , my dear child”

To her surprise , Arjuna threw away his toy aeroplane and jumped in his mom’s lap to exchange a tight hug .

Next morning when Myla  woke up , what she saw was that the name Arjuna on the wall was striked through to change it to Myla .

Arjuna Myla -The Warrior

 Do Warriors suffer their pain silently ? Myla thought looking at the wall

My take :
Motherhood is for the warriors . Apart from giving birth to a child , she struggles on daily basis , be for her child or her family , sacrificing herself many times . Her heart is an ocean of love , but she has the power to act brave, bold and fearless too. Only the real courageous possess all these qualities together .

I came across a poem on ‘Warrior Mom’ on medium.com whose few lines I loved . They were like :

I figured out why I wore armor ;it held me up at the end of the day

I don’t cook , I can’t sew but I learned I could fight

I ditched the armor but kept the shield

through sweat and tears and years of no sleep

You can read the full poem by Jean Macleod here

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You can enjoy other #Momology blogs of an entrepreneur mother Misha on freshlybakedhead.com and Neha on growingwithnemit.com

Monika

Hi, I am Monika, an educationist for the last 17 years and a mom to a daughter for the last 11 years . Give me a hot cup of masala tea with some snacks plus a laptop and I am happy ! My Blog is a mixed bag of my observations ,learnings and experiences . To me , life is love, life is helping & learning from each other. Life is not that complex -We just have to stop overthinking .

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6 Responses

  1. upasna says:

    This made me cry Monika. So beautifully penned. Claps!

  2. Noor Anand Chawla says:

    Aww your story really touched my heart. Moms are warriors, taking on everyone’s pain while silently suffering their own. #momology

  3. Beautiful story and I got so touched by the emotions you had expressed. Indeed being a mom is most beautiful but hardest job and hats off to those women who are handelling both parents responsibilities all alone. #Momology

  4. Neha Sharma says:

    This is such a heart touching tale, Monika. You did full justice to the picture prompt. Loved your writing!

  5. anupriya says:

    This was such a heart warming post Monika. Loved it to the core. And yes I agree that every mom is a warrior in her own right. Kudos to you for putting up such a story.

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