Mothers are some of the most beautiful creatures walking this planet.

The pride and joy that you see in a mothers eye for her child is unrivalled and nothing, practically nothing can change the compassion and concern a mother feels for her child.

This morning I finally got to speak a few words to our new cleaner aunty at work. I noticed she was wearing a uniform today, over her dress, and it was something that did not make me happy. Just yesterday, I was actually thinking about how it was nice that she also got to wear her normal brightly coloured clothes while cleaning her way around the office, bringing some form of cheer, and today I see her in this uniform, and it hurt me. Why do people have to be classified, uniformed, judged based on their occupation? ( This is again a topic for another post that’s been running in my head for quite some time now)

So I decide to ask her why she’s wearing her uniform, n she says the management asked her to wear a uniform so that they could easily identify her and call out to her. Is that even a reason? I don’t think so. Nevertheless, I told her I would give her a badge to decorate her uniform, n she smiled J

Then she, out of the blue, told me her son was also like us (pointing to the employees sitting at her desks). He is studying in ITE (The Institute of Technical Education, a post-secondary educational institution), and apparently he’s studying how to design oil pipelines and stuff.  More than what she was saying, the pride in her eyes when she sais her son was studying something connected to what we were working on in our company, and how he was enjoying his studies – that was what enthralled me. The visions she had for him, the wonderful future she saw for him, oh it was all so evident in those eyes. I could see how she saw him working like us at a desk, with a computer, unlike her walking around with a broom and a mop.

I told her how it was wonderful he was studying, and how he should go on to study more in this field since it had a lot of opportunities. She asked me how much an engineer would earn, apologetic that she was asking me a personal / sensitive question. I laughed and told her that one could probably start off with a 3k salary and that totally brightened up her face. I could see her mentally calculating how many of their loans they could wipe off, how much the salary would uplift their daily lifestyle, such joy unmasked…

But then again, it was not the prospect of him earning money and helping her with the running of the family that mainly contributed to her happiness. It was more the better future that she saw for him, how much she valued education, how she regretted not having an opportunity to be educated, and all her various expectations for his life yet to come. I only hope her dear son lives up to her hopes and more, and keeps her happy, forever in gratitude of her sacrifices towards a better future for him.

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Her eyes unmasked

Reveled in pride

Regretted in lost chances

Brimmed with hope

Basked in joy

Glittered with resilience

Mirrored an image

An image of her small boy

Turning into a young lad

Taking the charge

Swelling with pride

Oh dear mother!

Ur eyes reveal it all

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