Prime Minister Narendra Modi's mother Heeraben passed away today.

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Mother.

a precious word.

A priceless feeling.

The most precious gift given by God.

With age, this feeling diminishes in most people, but for Prime Minister Narendra Modi, his mother Heeraben was everything.

The Prime Minister did not even hide it.

During a conversation with Facebook founder Mark Zuckerberg in 2015, Prime Minister Narendra Modi recalled his mother's struggles, saying, "After my father's death, mother used to go to other's houses to wash utensils to make a living and feed us." She used to clean and fill water... Saying this, the PM wept emotionally."

Today, when Hiraben is no more, she has passed away, then what must be going through the Prime Minister's heart, you can understand it only by reading the words written by the Prime Minister. 

On entering the 100th year of Mother Heeraben, PM Modi himself wrote, "Mother, it is not just a word, it is a feeling of life, in which affection, patience, faith, so much is contained. Mother, only our body. Not only does it shape our mind, our personality, our self-confidence. And while doing so for her children, she consumes herself, forgets herself. My mother, Hiraba, is entering her hundredth year today, 18th June. As his birth centenary year begins, I am sharing my happiness and good fortune.

Prime Minister Narendra Modi had written a blog about his relationship with his mother.

PM Modi wrote in the blog, "My mother has had a lot of unwavering faith in me. She has full faith in the values ​​given to her. I remember an incident decades old. Had gathered. The contact with the family members was almost non-existent. In the same period, once my elder brother took mother to visit Badrinath ji, Kedarnath ji. When mother visited Badrinath, in Kedarnath People also got the news that my mother was coming. At the same time, suddenly the weather had also turned very bad. Seeing this, some people started walking down from Kedarghati. They also took blankets with them. They met elderly women on the way. They kept asking her, "Are you Narendra Modi's mother?"

Then they stayed with the mother for the whole journey.

On reaching Kedarnath, they made good arrangements for the mother's stay.

This incident had a big impact on the mother's mind.

When mother met me after returning from pilgrimage, she said, "You are doing some good work, people recognize you".

PM further writes that "Now after so many years of this incident, today when people go to mother and ask that your son is PM, you must be proud, then mother's answer is very deep. Mother tells them that as much as you I feel proud, that much I am also. Anyway, I have nothing. I am just an instrument. It belongs to God. There was a village a little far away from our house, in which very close friends of my father used to live. Abbas was their son. After the untimely death of a friend, father had brought Abbas to our house. In a way, Abbas stayed in our house and studied. Like all of us children, mother used to take care of Abbas a lot. Mother on Eid , Used to cook dishes of his choice for Abbas. Some children from the surrounding used to come and eat at our place during festivals. They also loved the food made by my mother."

Last week my nephew has sent some videos of mother from Gandhinagar.

Some young boys of the society have come to the house, father's picture is kept on the chair, bhajan kirtan is going on and mother is singing hymns and playing manjira.

Mother is still the same.

Although the energy of the body has decreased, but the energy of the mind remains the same.

Although we do not have any tradition of celebrating birthdays here, but the children of the new generation in the family have planted 100 trees this time in the centenary year of their father's birth.

Whatever is good in my life today, whatever is good in my personality, is the gift of my mother and father, today when I am sitting here in Delhi, I am remembering so many old things.

My mother is as ordinary as she is extraordinary.

Just like every mother is.

Today, when I am writing about my mother, you may also feel while reading that my mother is also like this, my mother also does the same thing.

While reading this, the image of your mother will emerge in your mind.

Mother's penance makes her child a right person.

A mother's love fills her children with human sensibilities.

Mother is not a person, not a personality, mother is a form.

It is said in our place, like the devotee, like the God.

Similarly, according to the feelings of our mind, we can experience the form of mother.

My mother was born in Visnagar in Mehsana district.

It is not very far from Vadnagar.

My mother did not get the love of her mother i.e. my grandmother.

The effects of the global pandemic that came a century ago then remained for many years.

The same epidemic also snatched my grandmother from my mother.

Mother must have been only a few days old then.

He doesn't remember my grandmother's face, her lap, anything.

You think, my mother's childhood was spent without her, she could not insist on her mother, could not hide her head in her lap.

Mother didn't even get the knowledge of letters, she didn't even see the door of the school.

He saw only poverty and lack everywhere in the house.

If we look at these situations in today's time, then we can imagine how difficult my mother's childhood was.

Perhaps God had thought of shaping his life in this way.

Today, when mother thinks about those circumstances, she says that it must have been God's will, but she still has the pain of losing her mother, of not being able to see her face.

Childhood struggles made my mother grow up long before her age.

She was the eldest in her family and when she got married she also became the eldest daughter-in-law.

In her childhood, the way she used to worry about everyone in her house, took care of everyone, used to take responsibility for all the work, she had to take the same responsibilities in her in-laws house.

In the midst of these responsibilities, in the midst of these troubles, the mother always handled the family in every situation with a calm mind.

The house in Vadnagar where we used to live was very small.

There was no window in that house, no bathroom, no toilet.

Overall, that one-and-a-half room structure made of mud walls and tile roof was our home, in which our parents, all of us brothers and sisters used to live.

In that small house, mother had some convenience in cooking, so father made a scaffolding in the house with the help of bamboo strips and wooden planks.

The same loft was the kitchen of our house.

Mother used to cook food by climbing on it and we used to eat food sitting on it.

Generally, where there is lack, there is also tension.

The specialty of my parents was that even in the midst of poverty, they never allowed tension to dominate the house.

Both had shared their respective responsibilities.

No matter what the weather is, be it hot or rain, father used to leave the house at 4 in the morning.

The people around knew by the sound of father's footsteps that it was 4 o'clock, Damodar Kaka was going.

Leaving home, going to the temple, having darshan of the Lord and then reaching the tea shop was his daily routine.

Mother was equally punctual.

He also had the habit of getting up at 4 in the morning.

She used to finish a lot of work early in the morning.

Be it grinding wheat, grinding millets, picking rice or pulses, she used to do all the work herself.

While working, mother used to hum some of her favorite bhajans or prabhatis.

A famous hymn of Narsi Mehta ji is “Jalkamal chhandi jaane bala, swami amaro jagshe” he likes it very much.

There is also a lullaby, "Shivaji nu halardu", mother used to hum this too a lot.

Mother never expected us brothers and sisters to give up our studies and help her.

She never asked for help, to lend her a hand.

Seeing mother working continuously, we brothers and sisters ourselves felt that we should help her in the work.

I was very fond of taking bath in the pond, swimming in the pond, so I used to take my clothes and go out to wash them in the pond.

Clothes were also washed and my game was also done.

In order to get two to four paise more for running the house, the mother used to clean the utensils of others.

She used to take out time to spin the charkha as well because that too earned some money.

The work of extracting cotton from cotton rind, the work of making threads from cotton, all this was done by the mother herself.

He was afraid that the thorns of the cotton peels might prick us.

He never liked to depend on someone else for his work, to get his work done by someone else.

I remember, there were so many problems in the mud house of Vadnagar due to the rainy season.

But mother used to try to minimize the trouble.

So in the month of June, in the hot sun, mother used to climb upstairs to fix the roof tiles of the house.

She used to try from her side, but our house had become so old that its roof could not bear the heavy rains.

You must have also seen, my mother never goes with me in any government or public function.

So far this has happened only twice when she has come with me in any public event.

Once, when I had returned after hoisting the tricolor at Lal Chowk in Srinagar after the Ekta Yatra, my mother came on the dais and criticized me at the civilian honor program held in Ahmedabad.

It was also a very emotional moment for the mother because there was an attack in Phagwara during the Ekta Yatra, in which some people were also killed.

At that time mother was very worried about me.

Then I got a call from two people.

One call was from the revered head of Akshardham temple, Swamiji and the other was from my mother.

Mother was somewhat satisfied knowing my condition.

The second time she publicly accompanied me was when I took oath as the Chief Minister for the first time.

That swearing-in of 20 years ago is the last ceremony,

When mother has been present somewhere with me in public.

After this she never came with me in any program. 

I remember one more incident.

When I became CM, I had a desire to publicly honor all my teachers.

It was also in my mind that mother has been my biggest teacher, she should also be respected.

It has been said in our scriptures that there is no teacher greater than the mother - 'Nasti matri samo guruh'.

That's why I told my mother that you will also come on the stage, but she said, "Look brother, I am just an instrument, it was written for you to be born from my womb.

God has created you, not me.

Saying this, the mother did not come to that program.

All my teachers had come, but my mother stayed away from that program, but I remember, before that function, she definitely asked me if anyone from the family of Jethabhai Joshi, a teacher in our town, would come to that program. ?

In my childhood, my early education and writing was done by Guruji Jethabhai Joshi ji.

Mother was taking care of him, she also knew that now Joshi ji is not with us.

She herself did not come but asked to call Jethabhai Joshi's family.

When I decided to leave the house, my mother understood that too many days ago.

I used to tell my parents in every conversation that I feel like going out and seeing what the world is like.

I used to tell him that he has to go to the Math of Ramakrishna Mission.

He used to talk a lot about Swami Vivekananda too.

Mother and father used to listen to all this.

This process went on continuously for many days.

One day finally I told my parents about my desire to leave the house and sought their blessings.

Father was very sad after listening to me.

He said a little upset - you know, your work is known, but I said that I will not leave the house without such blessings.

Mother knew everything about me.

He respected my mind again.

She said do whatever you want.

Yes, to pacify my father, he told him that if he wants, he can show my horoscope to someone.

One of our relatives also had knowledge of astrology.

Dad met her with my horoscope.

After seeing the horoscope, he said that "his path is different, he will go where God has decided."

After coming here to Delhi, meeting with mother has reduced even more.

When I go to Gandhinagar, sometimes I have to go to my mother's house.

One has to meet the mother, just for a few moments.

But I have not felt any resentment or sadness in the mind of the mother till date.

Mother's affection is the same for me, mother's blessings are the same for me.

Mother often asks - Do you like living in Delhi?

Feel like it? She reminds me again and again that don't worry about me, you have a big responsibility.

Whenever I talk to my mother on the phone, she says, "Look brother, never do any wrong thing, don't do bad things, work for the poor."

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