Happy Mothers Day!!!

She said “I am called a ‘mother’ because you exist”

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No…I am not a mother.

But I am a child of a beautiful one.

The one who gave birth to me, took me in her arms, protected me from every harm.

My mother is soft, kind, relentlessly hardworking. She does everything in her power to make our lives easier.

But, truth is, she can also be an active volcano. You never know but sometimes there are days when she would just burst at you.

But that's completely fine because we know she needs that. She needs to share her problems with us. Maybe something is bothering her too much. Maybe she has things bottled-up, to the point that it has become difficult to hold back.

Give her the time she needs.

Give her the support she needs.

Give her the shoulder to cry upon.

Be the ears that listen to her every words.

A tender coconut- hard from outside but extremely soft from inside.

A mothers love is like the endless oceans. You dive deeper and deeper but never reach the bottom.

Its like the sweet monsoon breeze. You can feel it, get lost in its soothing calmness but can never hold it.