Within days we were in the capital, Kathmandu. It was a tiring and stressful journey, especially without Father. This was my new life, in the blink of an eye.
She now stares at me; a stare that communicates her inconsiderable amount of love for me. I step back in awe, removing my touch from hers.
Feeling of a daughter explaining her relationship with her mother, how she felt when her mother suffered from a disease and how both of them were together even when mother was not able to recognize her daughter.
The mother smiled , a happy one , a proud one this time. And I caught a glimpse of her cheeks turning pink. And the girl playing with her face.
lets not forget that she is in this world, because of our love…so loving each other and ourselves is also important. You will always be my queen. Love you.
Two poems describes about how mothers give us message as working for family without involving cast issue and how bad question paper feels when sold in market of education.
The doctor said it’s a baby girl who is going to come, and that minute her eyes shed into tears, the tears which kept flowing, the tears which had now meaning, the tears which had no ending stepping into her ending.
Life has no meaning. Each of us has meaning and we bring it to life. It is a waste to be asking the question when you are the answer.
I want to prove myself.I want to return their money that was spent on me since my childhood from the day I dropped from my mom’s belly (operation) to the day I got my first salary with interest.
Sometimes in life we loose hope, we feel lost and we need someone to boost us, show us some way. This story is such a moral which taught me to lead life.