I had left her alone when she announced the reason of their divorce. I couldn't take that she was in love with some other man. But I love her equally like she had loved me right since the days when I was in her womb, and so I am back; I couldn't stay away from her. I called her but I heard back my own voice instead. I pushed her, she didn't move-- I knew I was late.
This post is a part of Write Over The Weekend, an initiative for Indian Bloggers by BlogAdda.
Such a touching story, Preeti. Brought tears...
ReplyDeleteThank you so much, Anita. These kind words are my inspiration. Welcome to my blog! :)
Delete:( looking forward for some nice ending stories.. at least in fiction i expect .. in life its a mess..!
ReplyDeleteYes of course, I will. As I have always tend to write sarcastic and funny posts, I thought of trying something different. I hope I have succeeded. Thanks for dropping by. :)
DeleteLove, broken hearts, chaos, and disorientation... why do they tend to travel together?
ReplyDeleteArvind Passey
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May be it is the order of Nature, sir. We would never have known the meaning of Love if we haven't come across broken hearts and disorientation! Nature tends to balance a great deal, I guess. :)
DeleteAnd thanks for dropping by, sir. Do visit again. :)
Oh! Beautiful :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a ton, Soumya! :) Come back soon!
DeleteAww... child and a mom are bonded so strong that any other love couldn't diminish this love.
ReplyDeleteKudos!!!
Silly Smiles... Take you Miles :)
Yes absolutely, Surbhi. The relation of a mother and her child is a totally different one. Nothing can match that. Thank you for dropping by, dear! :)
DeleteBeautifully expressed...kudos!
ReplyDeleteThanks dearie! :)
DeleteI am a bit depressed right nw reading this.
ReplyDeleteSo much pain!
The thought of losing own mother makes the whole thing depressing, nah??
DeleteThanks Ashwini.! Its really a tough thing!
ReplyDeleteWow...touching post...
ReplyDeleteThanks Amrita! :) Thanks for dropping by!
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