This image reminds me of each time in my life when I’ve been too busy running from pillar to post about something and my mother’s been my rock while also asking me to slow down and have fun! In a time and age when parents are increasingly becoming insecure about their children in this “big bad world” my mother has stood by my side and let me live a carefree, free life! Each time I ask her if I could go out of town with friends, her first reaction is never being upset, or disappointment but excitement for my plans. Each time when I return from those trips, however late I might be, her first question is never “Why so late?” but “How was it?”
In this photo, you can see her playfully reaching out to my niece, Rhea who is just 3 months old. My mother always told me how she cherished the times when we were babies, and how she loved to hold us close to her. Till date, whenever she’s awake while I’m going to sleep, she never hesitates to cup her hands around my cheeks till her warmth spreads all across my face, she always strokes my hair gently, and the very motion always succeeds in making me feel the warm, touch of love, which makes me promptly fall into this blissful sleep.
She thinks her hands are too hard and cold, but those are the hands that brought softness, warmth and love into my life.
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