THE CANDLE

The beauty of a Candle, the price of a Candle, the value of a Candle, is found in one single act...that of being of service to others.                                                                                   In the process, the Candle loses its elegance, its shape, its form and colour, it becomes formless, till the last flicker, and then....it's dead. 

But is not the life story of the Candle a paragon of the life story of every Mother ?           In her youth she is elegant in form, she is beautiful, lovely to look at, full of life, graceful...she then gets married, becomes a MUM, a loving mother who starts the process of passing on her love and attention on her offsprings, from babyhood to their adulthood.

 By that time, the, once elegant, young MUM, just like the Candle, in the process of bringing up her children and looking after, caring for them...she loses much, all, of her external grace and beauty, because she would have passed it on to her loved ones.

 Life goes on, till one day, like the Candle, MUM gives out her last flicker and is gone. But her beauty, her elegance, her smartness, her gracious form still remain, in her loved ones. Nothing has been lost. 

Dear young friends, you who are lucky to have still your MUM around, look at her NOW...and look atr her photo on her Wedding Day...where has all the beauty gone? Then look at the mirror and at your brothers and sisters....and you will get the answer. God bless all MUMS.