Pyar aur nafrat do hi asy 
Jazbat hote hain 
Jinke raaste alag hote hain 
Par takleef utna hi Dete hain.

My mum

You are my strength,

You are my rock,

You save me from myself, when I get a knock.

You are my role model,

You are my best friend,

I wish you health and happiness mum,

To you love I send.

Thank you Mum xxx

A woman's love is strange and cruel and nearly always clear-sighted, love that sees is always horrible love, and she knew walking away was right and so she walked, dismissing the cries as only another part of the boy's development, like smiles from gas or scraped knees.

Constructive criticism goes a long way in cultivating misconception of the faulted and distorted mind.

Written By Teddy Balun

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