On This Mothers day absurdity struck me! when I was Reading Albert Camus “The Stranger” before writing this blog.

“Today Mother died. Or maybe yesterday, I don’t know. I got a telegram from the home: ‘Mother deceased. Funeral tomorrow. Faithfully yours.’ That doesn’t mean anything. Maybe it was yesterday.”  This absurd opening statement is from the novel “The Outsider” by the great French Algerian Writer Albert Camus who won the noble prize in literature 1957 and died at the age of 46 in a car accident.

The reason to share such a phrase on this Mother’s Day is to show the absurdity of life, it’s quite true if we see the lifestyle of western civilization as observed by the writer. We want to hate him. You want to hate me for putting out such a laconic bizarre statement. But we know such people exist in our society. Who put their mothers into the old homes? Who kick them out of their houses, who disobeys and disrespect them, vilify or ignore them and disappoint them. It is for you who disregard his own very reason of existence.

The Writer shows this cruel reality in his novel with a melancholic ending. The main character was imprisoned and condemn to death. When he kills an Arab man without any intentions in defense, he never accepts the world as it is, he questions everything? Why we work? Why we pray? Why we love? Why we die? And before dying the character uttered a line which really contradict the first one and amuses us about the social acceptance, how society forged against someone if he took a hammer and smash all the moral values and truth about the importance of love for our mothers.

During his trial for murdering a man in cold blood people contempt, and said to him that he didn’t cry on his mother’s funeral.  And later before dying in the cell his final words were this:

“In our society, any man who doesn’t cry at his mother’s funeral is liable to be condemned to death.”

In history we had only one child which was born without any father (Jesus), but never heard or see anyone being born without a mother. The word mother has a very controversial meaning in every language. We see Goddess as mythological figures like the great Athena and Aphrodite of Greeks, Roman goddess Venus, Durga ma in Hinduism. According to me all were the manifestations of Motherly love humanity craves for that is why we sometimes refer to our planet as Mother Earth. Even the greater technology couldn’t ignore the word Mother to its main source for generating all the power supply in computers and we call the “Mother-Board.

Mothers are an enigma! No human exist which cannot appreciate love of his or her mother. She sacrifices half a life for her children’s, we all know what a mother is, we all love our mothers and want our best for them. Let’s celebrate the day to our Superwoman’s who push the humans-race forward.

In “Quran” Allah says that his love for mankind is even more than the love of 70 mothers all combined. And He further says.” be kind to parents. Whether one or both of them attain old age in thy life, say not to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but address them in terms of honor. And out of kindness, lower to them the wing of humility, and say: ‘My Lord! bestow on them Thy Mercy even as they cherished me in childhood’.


In the Words of Marcel Proust:

Marcel Proust

“Now there is one thing I can tell you: you will enjoy certain pleasures you would not fathom now. When you still had your mother you often thought of the days when you would have her no longer. Now you will often think of days past when you had her.

When you are used to this horrible thing that they will forever be cast into the past, then you will gently feel her revive, returning to take her place, her entire place, beside you. At the present time, this is not yet possible.

Let yourself be inert, wait till the incomprehensible power … that has broken you restores you a little, I say a little, for henceforth you will always keep something broken about you. Tell yourself this, too, for it is a kind of pleasure to know that you will never love less, that you will never be consoled, that you will constantly remember more and more.”


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