A girl is born. And the mother holds her close to her heart and whispering into her ears “I love you” and a tear trickles down her cheek. In her thoughts she said to herself “now I am complete, and you have completed me”.
Girl is growing up, so is the mother. She is reliving her childhood in the purity of her child’s smile. She is finding solace in the innocence of her child’s acts. She has promised herself to be a way for her child to materialize her dreams but be never in the way of her dreams. For the mother her child is the world and can take the world head on for her child.
As the girl was growing up her inquisition on everything grew. Her curiosity was reflected in her questions and the happiness of a mother was reflected in her eyes when she…
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