The more she cared, the more she loved

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If there was a reason to hate…she would know

but when she looked at him, there was none

the way she loved him, was never an intention

it was a desire to be his, that drove her to him

with him, she was just herself

she never had to pretend to be someone

she was never shy to love

she could be all she wanted and smile unconditionally

he brought the joy in her life

she never knew she could love someone so much

her eyes were locked in his eyes and her hands caressing his forehead

letting him sink into the sleep on her lap

she could be like that forever

being his better half was a pleasure

where she enjoyed every bit of taking care of him

love is endless

she could love him more than she could even imagine

she enjoyed being locked in his eyes forever

the eyes that told her everything, that his lips could not.

the arms that could hold her, which the heart desires.

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Let’s escape into the dreams

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Dreaming and being lost in her dreams was something she loved.

She felt her dream land was far better to be in.

She closed her eyes as if they were glued together to forget her space in the real world.

Even before she slipped into her sleep, she wanted to dream, she works on her imagination wheel, to stir the ride to her Utopia. The world where she wants to enter even with her eyes open.

The best thing about her world is, everything is perfect, dreamy covered in snow, rain, greenery, flowers everything that she was fond of. The dreamland she built when she was hardly too small to understand what a dream was.

The perfect land had marvelous giant green-clad mountains, enormous shady trees that give her shade as well as contains her favorite tree house. She loved tree houses. She wanted to live amidst the green leaves and witness the beauty of the world around her, from her comfy treehouse. She dreamt of it many times, when she would be sitting on the deck and witnessing the beautiful world she crafted on her own.

She loved the long walks in the garden of love, where everything bloomed when she smiled and the grass comforted her when she lay there, as if in her mother’s womb, warm and comfortable.

She was perfectly imperfect in the real world she felt, but here in her world, she was the princess. She played with butterflies and birds. She was never tired of her world.

When the real world gets her messed up, her dreamland brings her back to normal. She takes a walk in the alluring beauty for a while, caressing everything with her soft hands on the way. The path was endless.

She could sit hours and admire the glass house of the dew drops on the leaves, which was a spectacular combination of nature colors.She smiled at the dew drop, trying to find out her own reflection in it. The drops were too small to contain her. She wanted to love someone, who could contain her image in their eyes.

In her world, nobody asked her to be pretty, no one complained about anything, she could walk around like a free bird, be messy and dirty and do everything she ever loved.

It was time to move on, she knew she would be back here in a jiff. She bid a lovely goodbye in the hope to be back again as she closed her eyes.

It was the perfect time in the morning, where the whole world sleeps and she wakes up to her alarm.

It was time for some reality !!!

I cannot have enough of your time MOM

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The nights ,where I could cuddle near you, sleep and hug you keeping my legs over you and enjoy a warm sleep.
The soft touch of your caring hands that shower enough blessing for me to live forever.
The way you talk, I love your company more than anyone.
The way you cook and feed me ,even now.
The way you complain that I have not done enough , but on the other side, without me knowing, saying all good things about me.
The way you care and nurture me and now my kids.
The way you bring in and shower all the goodies to my kids whenever you come.
The longing I see in my kid’s eyes ,for you to come and be with them. The way you make my home a heaven.

The way you give company for my loneliness.

The list is endless.

I can never have enough of your time. I am greedy . I need more always.

We fight ,we argue and we have a difference of opinions , but you are my mother, the most treasured gift of my life. In the end of all arguing ,you can find me doing always what you wished for, and I am sure you make right choices for me.

Now since am away from you, the time and the gap kills me, I just wanted to be home and be in your presence .Even though we fight hours and for everything , my life without you is like trees without the sunshine.

I get jealous of others who have their mom near, but even being miles away, you are always with me. The thousand times I call to disturb you , I know it never bothers you because you are used to it. Your sound , your message are enough helping me out in most of the times.

I love the way you complain that I call hundred times a day. And when I don’t call, the immediate call I get, which I answer with a naughty smile and twinkle in my eyes , is all my love for my mom, who loves me the most in the world.

Every day and every minute make me feel I need my mom always and forever.