My mother is a kind lady. She is very good in her behaviour. Everybody in the family likes her. She has many qualities of head and heart. She is highly educated and intelligent. She is very hard-working, kind, caring and loving. Her love for us has no limits.
She is a housewife and ever busy. She gets up earlier than others and goes to bed last of all. She cooks food, washes our clothes, looks after our every need and comfort. She enjoys serving us. Sometimes, I feel sorry for her and help her in her work in my own humble way.
Her love and care are a great source of inspiration to me. They help me in keeping good health and being cheerful. It is because of her that I am so good at studies. If I am ill, she would leave no stone unturned to look after me till I get well and healthy. She prepares many delicious dishes for us. We can never forget her services and sacrifices. She is really great, wonderful, loving and kind. Nothing is as great as my mother. It has been rightly said that God could not be everywhere and, therefore, he made mothers.
Nobody can ever repay the kindness of his or her mother. She is the first teacher or ‘guru’ of the child. Behind every great deed of a man there is a mother. There would have been no Gandhi, no Bhagat Singh, no Shivaji, no Rana Pratap, no Lincoln and no Buddha if there were no mothers.
If my mother falls ill, there is disorder in the house. Everybody is then ill at ease. It is like a disaster for all of us. We always pray for her health and happiness. My mother is really a jewel.