The Most Beautiful Word “Amma” – The Most beautiful person - My Mother

The Most Beautiful Word “Amma” – The Most beautiful person - My Mother

I love my “Amma”

My first cry was maaaa…….

And I am proud to shout – My Mother is the best in the world.

Mother….This word associates with something tender, nice and merciful. We are born little and defenseless in this world and at once we submerge in the warmth of her love.

The most important person in everyone's life must be our mother.

They carry us for about 9 months without a single sigh. They give birth to us without complaining about all the pains they have been through. They rejoice at our kick and celebrate our birth.

My Mother - she gave me everything but never asked me to pay back. She is the best, the greatest woman in this world and dwells in my heart forever. I am happy when I have her by my side to take care of me, to protect me and to give me her love. I am happy when I am her daughter.

I may be a grown-up to mother my kids now. I may be a success or a failure in this world. But in the beautiful eyes of my mom, I know that I am always her little child as I was. Her love for me is great like the ocean, the universe and nothing can replace it. She is not only my mom; she is also my friend, my sister with whom I can share all my problems and stories in life. When I am sad, happy or stressful, my mom is always by my side. She is my joy and comfort. She shaped my character and influenced my outlook towards this world.

My mother actually is an ordinary woman but with strong willpower and persistence who had to face the toughest challenges in life. She is the best teacher who has taught me more than anyone else, not only inspired me with strength to overcome hardships in my life, but also with invaluable life lessons.

My mother is a diligent and determined woman who has guided me with the right direction of my road, more importantly, she has helped me appreciate this life. She has bestowed on me with precious gifts of a peaceful life and true happiness by her kindly heart. She taught me compassion, she taught me strength, she taught me love, she taught me to give rather than receive. I love being her and I hope when she sees me she will be proud to see a part of her in me.

Love you Mom,
If God grants me a wish
May be a rebirth,
I would ask for a chance to
Be your Mother
And You my Child
That I can return all that love and care
And much more
It’s plenty and abundant to hold
To only make an effort
To reach up to the mark
To prove and show
I love you…….