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The most beloved and the best person in the world!

The most beloved and the best person in the world!

The most beloved and the best person in the world!

Mother! Every time we say this ‘sweet’ word, it makes us feel warmth inside. Mother is the dearest, most beloved, most reliable, closest and the best person in the whole wide world.

“Mom, I love you very much!” How often do we say these words to our mother? It’s no doubt that we love our mothers but at the same time we forget to tell them it. What if we are just shy of telling our mother about our love for her? It does happen! Or maybe you should not tell her these words but rather you need to show her a little more attention and love. Why not?

Mother understands and forgives us for our mistakes and carelessness; she ignores our sarcastic and sometimes harsh words addressed to her. We may say something unpleasant without thinking and then regret it. Mother always accepts our thoughtlessly committed foolishness with a smile; she may spend sleepless nights worrying about our failures. And when we are sick, mother takes care of us as much as she can, asking the Almighty for help and mercy.

“I kiss the hands of our mothers!” said the classic of Dagestan literature, Rasul Gamzatov. Probably, every person feels the same in his heart. No wonder that it became a catch phrase.

How gentle, tender and warm are the hands of our mothers! These hands tirelessly rock the cradles of their children for long nights. These hands caress the babies to calm them down if they cry. And when we, little kids, happily burst into laughter, our mother rejoices with us with all her heart! I guess that all mothers see the meaning of their lives in the children.

Mother is happy for our victories or life achievements more than we are. And she feels our pain much stronger and sharper than we ourselves do.

And where does our mother get the strength to cope with all of us? Unfortunately, we do not always obey her. We certainly have our own more ‘correct’ opinion. And we understand all things better than she does. Indeed, our mother has so much patience! Seeing her careful attention towards us, we begin to understand that she is exceptional! Of course, many of us will describe his or her mother in the ways above. So, let us not skimp on good words addressed to the most wonderful woman in the world, our beloved mother!

We will always remain small children to our mothers, even when we grow up! Have not you noticed how do we get accustomed to mother’s care? We will feel her care and concern no matter where we are: at the other end of the city or the country. In our early childhood, when we were helpless and needed her care, we knew that she was somewhere nearby and would always come to help us in any situation! In adulthood as well, we need her kind look and wise advice when we do not find solutions in our difficult life issues.

Probably, there is no such person on the planet who does not believe that only his mother knows how to cook unusually delicious meals! Every festive dinner is associated with mother’s dishes, which she cooks with great love. And every mother must have her own special dish, which only she knows how to cook so tastily!

Thanks to my parents our yard is surrounded with flowers, in particular roses and greenery. They have always worked both in their government jobs and in their own garden, growing various vegetables. During their life they have planted and distributed so many trees and seedlings!

Islamic scholars say that every leaf on plants and every growing blade of grass constantly praises the Almighty! Can you imagine what a reward there will be for a person for all those plants he has raised with great love?! I hope my parents will get that reward as well, Insha’Allah. And there will probably be additional reward for those roses that have been growing in our yard for many years, because our Prophet Muhammad (peace and blessings be upon him) loved roses very much.

There is a hadith in which the Prophet (peace and blessings be upon him) said, “On the night of my ascension to heaven (on the occasion of Al Mi’raj), a drop of my sweat fell onto the earth, and a rose grew in that place. Whosoever intends to experience my fragrance should smell the red rose.”

How wonderful is everything that was created by the will of the Great Creator!

May the Almighty preserve our mothers for us and protect them from disease, misfortune and grief. Amin!

SAKINAT GADZHIAKHMEDOVA

2026-06-01 (Dhul-Hijjah 1447) №6.


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