I was in standard I, studying in a missionaries school in my hometown,Ranchi.
My father is working with CCL, a subsidiary with the Coal India Limited. The office had provided a school bus as a welfare measure.
During the rainy season, I had taken some eatables from outside the school during the lunch time after having my tiffin.
I was waiting for the bus to come back from school in the evening. I felt like to go for latrine. Meanwhile I could see that my bus was approaching. I had no option but to get into the bus.
My home was half an hour away from the school. By the time, my bus stop came, I felt some wetness in my pant and I was embarrassed to know the out come.
Some how, I managed to reach home assuming that I will have real tough time with my mother.
But, to my surprise, she comforted me and immediately did the needful. After the bath, I felt good and honestly shared the incident in full. She advised me not to repeat having eatables outside, other than the tiffin provided. I did not repeat that mistake till I reached to the collage.
Today I am also proud father of a three year old daughter.
Sometimes, I need to wash the potty of my daughter which stinks so badly sometimes.I express my un happiness on my wife thinking it to be her primary job only.
But, mothers always take ANY sort of pain, uneasiness and discomforts for their children without any complaint to any one.
I feel, God is there, in some form, inside every mother.
Long Live all mothers.
