MOTHER!

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Mother! I could not get a greater word than this to start my very first step in a hopefully never-ending journey. In a world where marauding people both physically and pensively had become a trend, creators are the unrivaled ones who make this pleasure-pumped, blood-thirsty world a heaven to live irrespective of the demons that are filled in every nook and corner.

Well, but who can be categorized as creators? 

Painters, artists, story-tellers, musicians, scientists and the one who created them all-God. Yet, the eternal creator, the one who brought every creator even god himself into the world. Who is that? 

Yes, no one will make a wrong guess at that - Amma, Ibu, Mutter, Mataji, Moeder, Mamma. 

No matter how SHE is called as, in any country or in any culture, the kind of emotional bonding that drowns everyone into her world, when they utter the word or even when they hear the word can't be well depicted in any sort of arts. 

In literary works, when two different closely present words contradict each other they are mutually referred as an oxymoron. Can an unattached word contradict it meaning with another one just within the same word? 

Yes, again it's MOTHER! The word completely carries two meanings to it - Creator and Destroyer. She destroys her very own self in the progress of creating her child. 

Science proves that one's increased ghrelin level gets suppressed only when she/he eats. But it is not applicable to any mother in the universe or even in the alien one beyond ours. Her hunger hormones are leveled only when her kid, irrespective of their age, finishes up their plates. 

Does anyone in the world who planted a seed will allow the grown tree to keep it's very own benefits rather utilizing it? 

I never feel tired of telling the same answer anew. She had been, has been and will be the only one to do so. Music relieves our stress, only when it renders the feeling, the exact kind that we sense when she runs her fingers through our hair. 

She can outwit literature, prove sciences wrong, set standards for music and even more, but she finds cheerfulness only in her creation and not in destroying other's creation. 

This solves the peace equation which can build the earth with blossoms than desire and vengeance. 

As she is the matchless answer for all the above questions, she will be the one for all the catastrophe in our universe. No punitive measures can wipe out the crimes, no armed force can uproot violence.

BUT THE INFECTIOUS SMILE ON HER FACE CAN.