Maa..
I just did something worse enough to make my mother cry, when she discussed the same with me, I hardly had tears in my eyes that she hugged me back and it was back to normal again. Mothers, I do not know what they are made of and honestly, this blog will not be one of my best because the topic am touching, well none can put it in words. It will be all so generalised even though I will share my experiences alone, but then I guess thats what mothers are, all so same but unique in their own ways. As a kid, I remember her teaching me ABC, i wonder how much of patience she had to keep teaching when the results would have obviously taken so many months to show. Also, the birthday party; she used to make all those decorations and the usp used to be the decorated " chaadar " she used to make all by herself. The mothers know everything right and in my experience, they are always right ( My mom is always right I do not know how but she always is) . They understand us the best but...