I sometimes wonder if the Americans actually keep saying “LOVE
YOU” “MISS YOU” all the time or is it made up in reel world. Well, how does it
matter to me, right? But I am just curious.
In my world, it’s little different. Well, I am understanding
it. I can hardly talk to my mom over phone. I don’t know what to say. Let alone
ending all the conversation with “LOVE YOU MOM”. I just find it weird. Does it
mean that I love my MOM less than those Americans? I think not.
RELATIONSHIPS- the only 13alphabet word which is untouched
by the rumored curse on this number. By them I don’t mean meaningless flings, I
mean papa, deeksha, cousins, uncles, aunts ! and above all, my MOM.
These are some people that lure you to swim through the evil
waters of this metaphoric life.
A very happy mother’s day to you maaa, I’m penning down all I’ve
never told you and all you’ve always wanted to hear from your 18 year old son.
(I know you still think your son is 10 and is mre fragile than a triplet of
pre-mature babies).
From the moment that wooden clock on the wall strikes 5,
your day shines upon me, or rather us. You, are my SUN. I dread the day when
some darned alarm clock would wait till all night to haunt my dreams in the
morning. You give me a huge smile every morning , wake me up all sweetly :D and
then my heart tells me ‘all is well’.
Those days end up to be my brightest when you sit beside me until
I fall asleep , take me into your soft cocoon and caress me. You constitute me
mumma. And your mouth watering delicious, aahh make me wonder why I can’t cook
like you. Damn, I just can’t cook better than you mom.
And you’re beautiful J
So on the final note, I love you MOM (all thanks to my
ever-green absolutely gorgeous nani for bringing my angel into this world).
I Loovvee you mom.
Stay with me forever :*
Your pampered child.
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