Mother Teresa: A Great Mother
Kamala Sarup
I know that she loved all the children and poor women, but it's true
that despite her great efforts she could never buy expensive
clothes nor could she have enjoyed it.
Therefore, she was a respected mother at the end of her life as well.
As far as I know she could never provide unhappiness to us. Thus her
death has been very sad.
The cold wind blowing through the window the pages I wrote began to
get scattered. I try to collect them hurriedly. The street can be seen
clearly through my window. People are seen walking incessantly
suppressed under their own busy needs. It seems as if they are in
their gradual journey and are spending their great amount of time in
life. I gather together the pages and again try to resume writing the
story without any pause. There is only one Mother Teresa.
If I am to say truly, she was beloved because she tried to know the
meaning of love. She lived a meaningful life.
I hadn't imagined that Mother Teresa would die soon.
I have stared at the moon and in my poems wrote my love letters about
unequal life and afflicting time. I wrote a complexity in life.
Mother Teresa had a sentimental heart and she appeared like a real
mother. When I visited her, she came closer to me and said in an
endearing tone, "God gives you happiness. Are you from Nepal?."
I was completely happy in imagination which was spilled all over me.
She was in peace and went to the window, "You are always engrossed in
love, in life! There is more important than wants, struggles and
thought."
I slowly look at her and smiled, "You like to love, forgiveness,
companionship. Life is not easy as I think."
Mother Teresa began to speak, "Live easily and let others live easily.
You have to understood the meaning of life at all. The meaning of life
is not to keep yourself in misery. Yes, you can offer many people
happiness".
I went on listening to what she said. If I am to tell truly I felt
quite happy and at peace. I have met her because I loved her work. In
most sense, to love her and not to be able to share her happiness both
are opposite things.
The evening was getting engulfed in darkness outside. People appeared
at the street sparingly. My eyes were filled with tears exactly like
those of the great people.
I came to know that Mother Teresa died. The news made me sad. Mother
Teresa was not a person to leave us so soon. She went away during the
first half of her days of enjoying and being happy.
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