Our Mothers VS Our Selves

He was looking again and again towards the operation. A mixture of happiness, confusion & excitement could be seen in his eyes. To him the minutes of clock was changed into hours. His parents were waiting impatiently. Suddenly the red light of operation theatre turned off. The big door opened, he heard the cry of the new born baby. When the doctor came out, all eyes were on him, ears were ready to hear the news. The doctor said something. There was a huge cry. All the happiness and excitement in his eyes turned to pain and agony. Tears were falling down his eyes. He was angrily punching the earth. Soon his cries started to fade. I went to the official and asked. On inquiring came to know that he did get a beautiful baby boy but lost his wife in the process.
The welcome for the new baby was the sacrifice of his mother. We should think about the process, its gives excruciating pain to the mother that is impossible to bear. Now I know what pain my mother had to suffer when she gave birth to me. But after all that pain and suffering, I know she loves me more than anything in this world. In my opinion those mothers are MARTYRS who die giving birth to their children. I hope my tribute to all the mothers of the world didn't go wasted.