I remember, I read this Chapter Mother's day few years ago and it still seems freshly pasted back in my mind's screen. It was quite intriguing, I guess I liked the idea of it..... well it taught me some things. I love that chapter because I always imagine my so not wicked sister in that character. Mothers are the best creation of the almighty. He did made a mistake by creating humans and imparting them with minds but then he amended his fault by creating mothers. They are the best things that could ever happen to anybody. You can live without friends, you can live without money, you can live without a lot many other things..... but one thing you can't, is........separated from a mother's love, her affection, her food, her sacrifices, her smile.
I am actually blessed to not just have one mother..... but two mothers! Yes, I was born from one and the other has been looking out for me always. No, she didn't give birth to me, but the same blood flows through her veins as mine. No, she is not very mature, but always mature enough to take care of me. She was always there when I needed her. Very spectacular thing about mothers, they never ask for anything in return! You ask for one rupee, they'll give you double. You ask for food, she'll give you the best she can get you. She'll not wear fancy clothes, she'll always want you to wear what you like. She'll make countless sacrifices with a smile. My both mothers have done that a plenty of times. I wonder, what would I be if I hadn't got both of them at the same time in my life. No, she isn't my aunt that I am talking about, she is my sister. She's the one who has been bestowing her love on me since the day I was born. Yeah, I irritate her a lot(These days it is the opposite though.), I can talk anything in front of her, my all not so very promising demands, I keep bugging her with stuff like I wish I had this, I wish we could do that and stuff. She listens always, and then she'll say something really stupid that would make my stomach to ache and eyes to tear from laughing! She's like that! She is crazy but amazing! She is not very old (Okay, I keep reminding her that she is old :p) and very kidish at times but she is extraordinarily mature enough to handle things. She guides me, supports me, encourages me(after she is done demoralizing me), humor me, irritates me, inspires me. She is my idol. She is my strength. She is my inspiration. She is my stress buster. She is my second mother. She is my pagli but she is mine. I love her unconditionally. I don't know why but even her out of the blue reactions don't even make me hate her a little. I grew up...... envying her, she's been always perfect in my eyes. She is smart, she is beautiful, she is everything. I remember I used to copy her, I loved it when we walked and our feet and hand moments matched. I love it when I can tell what is she upto when she is acting stupid. I love it when she breaks moments of silence by saying something funny. I have always admired her. I know when ever I'll fall, she'll be there to pick me up(Of course, after she is finished laughing!), but she will pick me up!
There's a song that reminds me of her every time I listen to it, "Butterfly fly away!"
Little things you do for me, and nobody else makes me feel good. Little things you do for me making me smile when no one else could. That's why I like to sit next to you, hear your mad stories, I know they're not true. The little things you say to me, make me laugh out loud and not when I should, that's why I like to hang out with you. I can never guess the next stupid thing you'll do. And I like you.
Stupid girl, you are stuck with me for a long long time!
I am actually blessed to not just have one mother..... but two mothers! Yes, I was born from one and the other has been looking out for me always. No, she didn't give birth to me, but the same blood flows through her veins as mine. No, she is not very mature, but always mature enough to take care of me. She was always there when I needed her. Very spectacular thing about mothers, they never ask for anything in return! You ask for one rupee, they'll give you double. You ask for food, she'll give you the best she can get you. She'll not wear fancy clothes, she'll always want you to wear what you like. She'll make countless sacrifices with a smile. My both mothers have done that a plenty of times. I wonder, what would I be if I hadn't got both of them at the same time in my life. No, she isn't my aunt that I am talking about, she is my sister. She's the one who has been bestowing her love on me since the day I was born. Yeah, I irritate her a lot(These days it is the opposite though.), I can talk anything in front of her, my all not so very promising demands, I keep bugging her with stuff like I wish I had this, I wish we could do that and stuff. She listens always, and then she'll say something really stupid that would make my stomach to ache and eyes to tear from laughing! She's like that! She is crazy but amazing! She is not very old (Okay, I keep reminding her that she is old :p) and very kidish at times but she is extraordinarily mature enough to handle things. She guides me, supports me, encourages me(after she is done demoralizing me), humor me, irritates me, inspires me. She is my idol. She is my strength. She is my inspiration. She is my stress buster. She is my second mother. She is my pagli but she is mine. I love her unconditionally. I don't know why but even her out of the blue reactions don't even make me hate her a little. I grew up...... envying her, she's been always perfect in my eyes. She is smart, she is beautiful, she is everything. I remember I used to copy her, I loved it when we walked and our feet and hand moments matched. I love it when I can tell what is she upto when she is acting stupid. I love it when she breaks moments of silence by saying something funny. I have always admired her. I know when ever I'll fall, she'll be there to pick me up(Of course, after she is finished laughing!), but she will pick me up!
There's a song that reminds me of her every time I listen to it, "Butterfly fly away!"
Little things you do for me, and nobody else makes me feel good. Little things you do for me making me smile when no one else could. That's why I like to sit next to you, hear your mad stories, I know they're not true. The little things you say to me, make me laugh out loud and not when I should, that's why I like to hang out with you. I can never guess the next stupid thing you'll do. And I like you.
Stupid girl, you are stuck with me for a long long time!
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