This Sunday, children all around big and small would celebrate and appreciate someone who epitomizes diligence, perseverance, kindness, tenderness and love who constantly reigns a special place in the hearts and eyes of everyone. But I know of one, a very close person to me who has suffered and still suffering by the acts of this special person whom we all call mother. He is albeit, a good son, the best ever in this case, putting his mother first above all else, even at his own and family's expense. A used to be "happy family" unit has now succumbed to the wish of a mother. Shattered to pieces, burnt to ashes, he has a family no more. He has let them go. A loyal, beautiful and the most understanding wife was not spared by his action...by a breath of reproach, talak was thrown at this woman's feet witnessed victoriously by his mother.
Yes, he is anak mithali in his mother's eyes and I pray he would find the Syurga under the mother's feet one day. He has given his mother the perfect gift to celebrate Mother's day, whilst another mother of three(his former wife) will not find that syurga she has been hoping for under her husband's feet...simply because he has walked away...far far away... from his responsibility.
A mother's day it was, indeed... yesterday.