Motherland- what an emotional word it is!
This word gives everyone some kind of pride. The meaning of this word is
so wide, that one cannot describe it at once. What is motherland? How
can we explain this word? My point of view, motherland is my home where
I’m living, my prosperous community, my equipped city with modern
conveniences and at last my free and flourishing land- Uzbekistan.
Motherland! You are the wing which supports
my life’s fly, for waiting of my future. You are my Tamerlane who had
trembled the world and you are my world-wide Babur. You’re my Sun which
shines my soul, as shines all over the universe, my pride which is
higher mountains. You exist also my Uzbek people exist, you exist and I
Why do people love their native country? The feeling of loving
motherland is not only for a human however it is also for all alive
existences. As wild animals flutter to their dwelling, birds flutter to
their nest, as fish cannot live without water, people flutter to their
home, family which considered the root of the country.
While talking about the homeland without hesitation and with a great
proud I can say that we’re generation of those forefathers who were
great people. If we say these words with a fervor, we must try
grandparents and also to our parents.
My father always says: “Daughter, every person must love and respect
their native country and if it necessary one must be ready to give their
life for peace of the country. If some kind of malicious black enemies
attack to our land we must be ready for its protection. It is our duty
before our mother country.” As our president said in his speech: “Loving
Motherland is sacred as a sacred place”.
Everyday when I get up in the morning, I always remain calm and I’m
never afraid of being attacked by anyone because our government pays a
great attention to our safety.
Thanks to God we are living, studying, creating, working and taking
pleasure in a peaceful, abundant plentiful country. Nowadays, my country
is prosperous, quite, independent land which has already developed its
way of achievements. Today also creative works are summiting. You can
see these kinds of changes in our ancient and beautiful Karshi.
Sky-scrapers, the new exemplary buildings, grass landing places, widened
streets give attractiveness to our city. There are also old sightseeing
places in Karshi. These are the mosques of “Khujai Jarroh” and “Odina”,
the museum “AbduLazizkhan”, “Kashkadarya” river, “Sardoba” - Pond. After
Independence these kinds of ancient places were rebuilt. Therefore such
kinds of wide affairs and chances one can see in every cities, towns and
far away villages of our country.
But there are also such kinds of people who neglected these
possibilities and go to foreign lands and base themselves. Without
deeply thinking of their motherland they are just leaving it for earning
Whereas, there are numerous possibilities for everyone, who wants to get
knowledge to do business and also to people who earn money by theirs
labor. For example: to people who want to get knowledge there are a lot
of opportunities given by our president I. A. Karimov. For encouraging
talented girls there is established award under the name of Zulfiya. For
intelligent students Alisher Navoi, Beruniy and President scholarships
In order to study in a very high level there are plenty of chances for
the youth. Our youth can study in foreign countries also. Youth can
search and study according to their interests and choices. Using these
chances I’m also trying to achieve my goals.
Sometimes when I watch TV, I see people who are not respecting their
parents or old people in other countries. I’m sorry for them, because
it’s unusual for me. In our country respecting old people is a national
tradition. After Independence care for our national traditions are
widened. A lot of opportunities are also given to old people. For
example: “Veneration of old people”. On holidays they are visited by
relatives, community, government officials and also by teenagers too. In
our country old people are always in great respect. For that I love my
(Published in Kafla
Intercontinental - Spring 2016)