My life is my tears my miss of family.

Idhe naa prapancham

I miss my son daily
I miss my husband daily
I woke up calling him in my heart
I see what my son doing why he is not calling me.

I am not content that i am sad because few are blocking my beautuful life with him and my son.

My tears fill me and my heart
I get angry when he turns his chin over my heart
I miss when my son messages me buy me roblux mom, you are still delaying it.

I ask him can i see your face eshan i am misding you, no mom i got my school tomorrow need to sleep now.

He says i will chat you back my phone is runing out of battery. Nowadays he is saying my phone is disturbing. I dont get angry on both of them.
This is one kind of love and miss.

I have a beautiful family.

People are still jealous of this small life of me and posing throwing stones cunning remarks and what not...

Be gracious atleast you will get sound sleep.

Today i literally cried why i am not seeing him, its been years that he left me, people are enjoying his f**k and not that great to spare him for an hour to talk to him personally, i am not striking or doing harthal like anna hazare to open a national party , i am just crying to see him to talk to him, where he is just around me blocked by few not allowing him to talk to me,
I will be continuing staying infront of his company till he comes and talks to me...
Kindly consider my request..


Usha.
Sincerely loving my mystic god