A Letter From Mother

It was morning, after a walk outside, I came back home. It was a long time that nobody’s letter was received nor did anyone come.

I was overcome; but hearing of calling to myself, I again proceeded towards the gate. By that time he had reached the gate, and, holding a letter in his hand. It has now been confirmed that he was addressing me.

With strong curiosity, I opened the envelope, which was written with a fairly close hand. The letter was from my mother. My children, “It doesn’t matter how far you are or how old we are both. You will always be in my heart, my love will be in a thousand different forms, yet it will never change.”

Tearful stream came out of my eyes and I could not read the letter further. The mind was filled with self-guilt and was lost in the pleasant memories of Mother’s lap. Read More…