it was a day of rejoiceing
i was happy to take my own time to walk around the world which is beautiful as well as dangerous .who can say i will be safe, who can confidently proclaim i will reach home we cant give any asurence that every thing will be acording to our plans .
it was my last day of studies
iam rerunning back to my home town
i moved to the city from small village for my higer studies it was my mothers dream to make me the advocate but iam not forced by her selfish plan
it was my desire too
at last i reached my small hut welcome tears rolled out of my mothers blue eyes she looked very young inspite of her old age she is beautiful, lovely no one can belive that she is Mother of four grown up children but she is very...