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Parenting is an Art

Family is where life begins & Love never ends

             Have you People ever wished to go back to the childhood days with your parents? I often have. Those were the happiest days of my life and I'll keep missing those days for a lifetime. Parents are the ones who love us without any expectations. Yeah right? I often wonder how their love can be so selfless. As kids, we totally depend on our parents and we'll never know the number of sacrifices they've done for us. They'll never let their pain affect us. They'll never even show us that they're in pain. They'll always protect us from evil. They keep us in all their prayers. And they'll never expect anything in the back. They just want us to Happy. That's all they need.

              But growing up, we question everything they've taught us. We don't spend much time with them. We don't listen to them. Sometimes we blame them for nothing. We feel that we're not being given the freedom we deserve. But sooner or later, we'll realise that everything our parents warned us about was correct. And that's when we start respecting and loving them more. They were, are, and will be the ones who'll secretly check on you all the time. They'll surely know if something's wrong with you. Yeah, I agree that they overdo things. I mean they overlove us, they overcare for us and overprotect us. They have this disorder of doing things intensely (overdoing things). And they are deserved to get that love back. So do it. Love them back. Show it to them. Do small things they love. Do things that they want you to do. Give them morning hugs. Give them a smile back. Laugh with them. Take some time off and sit back with them. Make them some coffee at least? There're so many ways to show love. Just do it. They're the reason behind who you're today! Thank them sometime.

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