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MaA.....

Being a mother is an attitude, not a biological relation. The natural state of motherhood is unselfishness. They say Disney world is the happiest place on earth, but I don’t know, as I have not seen that. But I know a place lot better than that, and that is your lap. Maa….. The cutest word and the purest form of human being, it has some inimitable sense. Whenever we take this name we do undergo some extra kind of warmth and love. The thing is really eternal and heavenly. You are the cure for every illness, balm of every pain, assurance of every sorrow and relief for every torment. You are the only one in this bizarre world who still thinks I am the most wonderful guy and best child in this world even when I am the most disgusting little blister anyone could ever imagine. Is not it funny Maa!!! I do want to ask you something… What you had thought while making a decision to have a child? I think it is quite momentous for you Maa because it’s a thing to decide forever to have your heart go walking, playing around outside your body. I do miss you in every heart beat. Missing your most empowering line “Don’t worry everything will be alright”. And believe me, still, I do use this whenever fall in a tuff situation, whenever get aches and tensed situations, do miss your hands on my hairs and that closest hug. Do you know I have taught you many good qualities!!! for my doing you have known all these things.
let me explain:
Patience: A straight deny to go for sleep, demand of one story after another, numerous silly questions, You might have wanted to run away from the situation, hit your head against the wall, but you have not. You have not done anything like that. You have kept yourself calm and patient.
Self Control: Number of times I have broken the TV remote, my number of Toys. Many times have beaten you without any reason so hard, have messed your hairs, made your saree wet. I can’t count the time I have spilled the glass of milk. Still, I have got another fresh milk glass.
Forgiveness: Many times you have missed keeping the promises. Many time you have lied me. “Beta eat this time, Baba will bring this for you, we will go for a vacation” but those have not happened at all. Still every time I have forgiven you.
I can’t count the time you have missed your sleep because feeling sleepy has been omitted from your dictionary when I fall sick. As if the whole universe is sick with one and only caretaker. I have not got this height of care from anybody else and can’t get also.You have never got bored of my useless demands, silly tantrums, but have tolerated all that and still loving me. You can feel my hunger more than me, ready to cook for me at any hour. “Do things by saying I am not your servant, do your work yourself, learn to do things from now onwards”.
Maa, hold my finger and make me learn how to walk, as I have missed the path. Missing you very badly maa. I want to sleep on your lap and will make a complaint against all as it is so dramatic all over here and no one here is like you.
Luv u MaA..................


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