Friday, April 16, 2010
Mom, I love you!
“I’m sorry, mother” the daughter’s quivering voice rang through the room. The mother stormed out of the room.
Time ticked on…the daughter was fast asleep. The father heard some sobs; he went to the hall and switched on the light.
The mother was shaking with tears.
She had cried all night long…
Terms & Conditions apply, well NOT HERE!
Unconditional love and Mother. Now duh! That is synonymous.
Mom. Ma. Amma. Whatever you call her, she is the lady we owe so much for bringing us into this world.
When we are happy, our mom is exhilarated.
When we are sad, our mom cries for us.
When we are angry, our mom gets frustrated.
After all, we are everything for that one lady in this world!
We frequently talk or plan about making others blissful, why not start with our own mother?