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Not A MotherA Story by Jasodhara BatabyalThat innocent face, that smile in her sleep, those big eyelashes, those pink lips, those tiny fingers. I saw her for the first time. I kissed her on h.. |
MotherA Poem by Bharti BansalI see my mother's calloused hands Which carry my entire childhood in them Now lie wrinkled and tired Her eyes which once shone with diamonds Now.. |