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Guddu Ki Mummy

From the mother in Aradhana to the mother in Mirzapur! What a deterioration in a mother's character. Just watch the lowest form first:

https://youtu.be/Mr4osU0C_4w?si=yi2T5WKrlvp6Ki29

"Guddu ki Mummy". What is important to her? Her terror in society's eyes. Her dominance. Because when her husband was unable to get her what she wanted, every day, she experienced the pain. She cursed society. She cribbed. Now she has got a tool. Her son. He is a mindless man with great strength and aggression. He can threaten and kill people. Who carries a gun. Who is Bahubali. She can make him a tool and get whatever she wants. But why was she pained in the very first instance? Why did she not get attracted towards something profound like love, compassion, freedom or exploration?

In contrast, we all remember Vandana in the movie Aradhana, played by Sharmila Tagore. She devoted her entire life to making her son a pilot. She even decided to go to jail for the well-being of his son. Absolute love and nothing other than love. No expectation for self. The unmarried girl would hear all sorts of nonsense from society to bring the child to life and then devote the whole of her life to his well-being. No expectation, no grudge, and when she finally gets to meet him, she would not disclose her identity so that the boy remains unaffected by her past.

Can "Guddu ki Mummy" ever become Vandana? What makes Vandana so loving, and what makes "Guddu ki Mummy" so selfish? Nobody can tell with certainty. But one thing is certain: "Guddu ki Mummy" has a deep inferiority complex. The complex of being less, and she tried to overcome that feeling by using her sons as a tool. Vandana has no complex. Probably because Vandana has examined the limits of the entire known domain. The futility of the social image and self-image. The futility of materialistic pleasures. Or she has experienced something profound. Love, absolute love. And having experienced that purity, she has lost interest in these impurities. 

I feel pity for "Guddu ki Mummy". Her entire life will be wasted on something so substandard. Just seeing fear in the mind of that shopkeeper. Just getting those free groceries. "Guddu ki Mummy" and "Guddu ke Papa" are all around us, trying to achieve something for the other through their children. What they could not become in life. What they could not achieve in life. It hurts to see that so many human beings remain untouched by the profoundness of love, compassion, exploration, and freedom. Who is responsible? The system, society, or themselves? I don't know. Probably life shows us profoundness every moment: when we look at the trees producing oxygen, when we see the children begging on the street, when we see the Sun in the morning and the Moon and stars at night. But somehow, every time we choose to become "Guddu ki Mummy". Quite sad and puzzling. 

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