Sunday, 10 May 2015

Happy Mothers Day!!!



Happy Mother Day!! (Long Version Unedited)

All men are packed with dreams and desire, but there is someone whose eyes lives the same dreams more than you live, never gets hopeless, and never gets tired.  MOM!!

It was sweltering hot May about 1.30 AM morning, Mumbai where day or night has got same equations, sultry and airless, surprisingly weather had also brought swarms of insects.  Having smaller house, I prefer studying on common porch with long walk through space and no body to disturb at night. I kept reading my stuff as it was getting into morning. But I kept feeling that somebody is around with me, It did not frighten me. I glared back here and there to find no one, with slight laugh I continued. That happened several times till clock banged till 2.30 AM. This time I found a voice of my front door hitting something, and I immediately espied. First reaction I had was I smirked with affection. It was the superwomen, my mom, when the world was in hibernation, she kept looking, worrying, caring for me.

She didn't wanted to distract me, so she very carefully sneaked out of door, scanned my status at intervals, that’s my Mom, That’s the Mom.

This is nothing compared to what she did for me. I don’t know whether I would ever pay my dues to her for her lenience. She isn't hero but she does everything she can, making me better man.

Least I could do for her is make her smile, help her sometimes and what if I couldn't take my girl to a long drive on bike on Saturday night I take my mom for at least a ride. Mom is always great, it’s when your mom say you are great son, hardly any things seems more important too life.             


Note: For those who don't have time to read long

Happy Mother Day!! (Short Edited)

It was sweltering hot May about 1.30 AM morning. Due to smaller house, I prefer studying on common porch with long walk through space. I kept feeling that somebody near, which did not frighten me. That happened several times till clock banged till 2.30 AM.  Voice of door to which I espied and reacted smirked with affection. It was the superwomen, my mom, when the world was in hibernation, she kept caring for me.

This is nothing compared to what all she did for me. I don’t know whether I would ever pay me dues to her for her lenience.

Least I could do for her is make her smile, help her sometimes and take her for at least a ride.