The speaker reflects on the changes in their relationship with their mother due to marriage and aging. Once inseparable, they now face barriers that limit their time together. Despite their love, societal expectations and family dynamics create a feeling of disconnection, prompting a longing for their past closeness and simplicity.
Oh father, dear father, You were the one extremely near To my heart, You were the beat. A man like you was what I wanted, To keep me forever, like a princess. Your title after my name Added a touch of pride and fame. You were my sphere, I wanted to revolve around, […]
Dear Diary,
You know what? People think that I’m a TOY. But I’m NOT. You know na, that I’m NOT a toy…. I too have a heart that pains, that aches, that has got feelings; feelings of love, feelings of hatred, feelings of pain, sorrow, grief.. Then, why doesn’t these people understand? Why do they think me to be a toy? Temme, how do I tell them that their harsh words Hurt me? How to make them understand that their behaviour, their hatred, their ignorance, their mis-treatment wounds my heart? Read more about Dear Diary #1 “I’m NOT a TOY, a Doll with no feelings & Emotions..” (A Page from my Diary) …
My mother is my life….
She was the one to feel me before anyone else could..
She was the first one (after God) to know that I’m going to come to this world….
She, for nine months, had a very controlled diet and also ate things that she may have never thought of eating…. Read more about My Ammi (Mother)! …
Its a very very lovely morning (AT LEAST FOR ME).. In School, “MY SCHOOL” (SAIFEE HALL) at the moment right inside the Principal Sir’s office.. Almost the whole school has been modified, everything is changed, new faces are seen, but Our Beloved PRINCIPAL, MR. MD JAHANGIR’S OFFICE IS STILL THE SAME- Read more about Miss my School Days!! 🙁 …