This happened many many years ago, when I was a small kid. Our family went on a vacation to Kashmir, the most beautiful place on Earth. But this beautiful place doesn't hold many beautiful memories for me. This is the place, where I got my first and the last slap from my mother.

My mother is a very kind-hearted and a wonderful human being. Everyone praises her for her patience and humbleness. Then what made her slap me?

STORY TIME

In our times, there were no mobile phones. We as children were not as smart as today's generation. I don't remember much; except this, that my parents were buying gifts for everyone and I was playing outside that shop and somehow I was LOST.

I remember standing alone in an unknown place, not understanding what to do? I kept on walking and went to traffic police man and pleaded him to take me to my parents. He asked me the name of the shop, the name of the hotel in which we were staying. I was unable to answer any of his questions. We started looking for that gift shop. All the shops looked similar. Two hours had passed and we were still searching that shop. He then took me to the police station. There I saw my mother crying and telling everyone about what had happened. I was overjoyed to see her. I ran towards her expecting her to hug me but instead she slapped me hard. Tears rolled down my cheeks. She was scolding me and asking me many questions but I couldn't hear anything. I was shocked. This was the first time I got a slap. I complained for many years that she slapped me instead of hugging me, because she didn't love me.

The story doesn't end here, infact this is where the story of karma begins.

Years passed, I was married and became a mother myself. I had come to stay with my parents in holidays. My mother, my daughter and I went for shopping. It was Sunday and Sarojini Nagar Market was very crowded. My mother advised me to hold my daughter’s hand and be careful. I didn't realise when she left my hand. She was nowhere to be seen. I became numb. Half an hour passed, each second without her was unbearable. My eyes were flooded with tears. Negative thoughts were hitting my head hard. I was constantly praying to Waheguru Ji.

God was kind, I found her standing beside a balloon seller. Seeing me, she became very happy and said, “ Mom, please buy this balloon for me”. All my worry transformed into anger. I started scolding her and as I was going to slap her, somebody held my hand. I looked back, my mother was holding my hand. There were tears in her eyes. Today, after so many years, I understood, what my mother must have felt, when I was LOST. I hugged my mother and apologised for complaining all those years.

THIS WAS MY REAL LIFE EXPERIENCE OF KARMA, which taught me the true lesson of life. This made me much more humble and polite. I believe that Waheguru Ji is watching me every moment.

My mummy kissing me, where she had slapped me once. Haha…

When I was a student, I had always been my teacher’s favourite. Now my only aim of life is to become God’s favourite by doing good deeds.

Recent pic of all three of us.

EDIT: I have no words to express my gratitude. I feel blessed that I got a platform to share my feelings. I was deeply touched, when my mother called me up in the morning and said that she loved my answer, it brought tears in her eyes. She gave me so many blessings. She was so happy and her happiness is the biggest upvote for me.

GOD BLESS…