Violets

These are the pictures of the violets at my parent's place.

They were planted more than two decades back while they were in the tea estate and travelled all the way to Mavelikara. I don't know how it adapted to the hot climate. But my mother used to feed it daily with tea leaves that were left after brewing tea. Now she has lost interest in everything and it is Father who looks after them. Only a leaf is enough to create a new plant. If you place a leaf in water it will produce roots. Earlier there used to be more colors but now only the blue is left. 

During my recent visit, I found a poem that my mother had written about the violets. While we were kids she maintained a journal where each of us siblings contributed something. It was called the Philip's Journal. There used to be a box where we siblings were required to drop our contributions. Mother being the publisher and elder brother the editor each contribution were scrutinised before selection. It was mostly to keep us quiet at least a few hours during the holidays. With no neighbours around, we kids needed innovation to keep us occupied. 

I found these journals still intact and found time to capture some of her jottings which I intend to copy it here.

It looks crude but it was entirely home made! My mother used to maintain a blog earlier but not anymore.

Violets

I wonder who named you violets,

Beautiful, beautiful indeed

of various colors; purple, violet

pink, lilac, blue and white

Tending you is a jole sweet.

It teaches anyone patience.

How tender and timid you seem

But living ever in silence.

No on can kill your life.

Your single leaf can live again

Each giving to a new life

Shaming the destroyer's gain.

Who cannot love and tend you?

Nobody can be jealous,

if I say I love you

And love to see you everyday.

Woman - A Mother

Hope I dont sound like a feminist... well.. i am not a feminist.. though I do believe that every woman ought to be strong and should have a strong mind of her own....


If one should ask me to talk about the fairer sex, I have just one thing to tell her, prepare yourself to be a “MOTHER”.

This is the most important task a women has been entrusted with- to be the perfect mother to her children. From the day she is born, a girl should be trained in such a way that beside the normal education like a boy, she should be aware of the future responsibility that she is expected to bear, the responsibility of being a mother.

Let every women take this responsibility seriously and work towards it. Though circumstances may force her to take up a career, let her not neglect her main responsibility of being mother to her children. She can do it. The mental satisfaction in being a successful mother will be much more than in having a successful career.

If one finds a wayward child I would hold the mother more responsible than the father. But let the fathers listen too, they should not be just sitting idle, if they have been brought up by a “mother’ they should in every way help their wives in this noble task of bringing up future mothers and fathers.

Let the childless adopt a child. There is nothing wrong in it. If you have love to give, give it and you can take more in return. When you become a good mother to a child you don’t have to worry whether it is your own, you will see the result.

So women, train yourself to be a perfect mother…. the future of this world rests in your little but strong and faithful hands.