I still remember those days, when she used to pamper me up,
I still remember those days, when my absence for a while made her restless to search for me up...
I still remember those days, when the warmth of her heart made me feel safe,
I still remember those days, when my gift for her, brought a smile on her gentle face...
I still remember those days, when she frequently used to visit me at my hostel with the only intension of seeing me happy,
I still remember those days, when I was a new born baby she used to change my nappy...
I still remember those days, when she used to love me wholeheartedly,
I still remember those days, when she used to praise me up on seeing me sat in a corner downheartedly...
"Dedicated to all mothers"
- Nandan Kishorchandra Trivedi
" भूतेश्वर "

