Dear son,
It's a competitive world my son and you have to move with the pace .And as you leap forward don't forget your root .You are growing up at a rapid rate and my age was totally different .Sometimes I wonder if you could just look at me and utter few words of love .But time has changed as you are too busy in your own world .Am I so meaningless .....I had spend years caring about you ,looking after you when you were sick ,fulfilling all your needs and giving you my everything .As days passed by and as years gone by you have grown up to be a big lad .I lay at my bed thinking of you but it's hard to get you .Each day as I wait for your loving caress you hardly enter my room or even utter a word . It seems all the love have faded in thin air .A gutsy wind has blown all the beautiful moments we shared . I do not have so much time but I just want to see you like you were before a loving caring boy who was the apple of my eye .Do not shed tears when I leave the world as those tears would not be seen by me . When I needed you the most you hardly reached me . I don't really mind as long as I live .You know my heart is big enough to spare you.
Your mamma ....
© Jitu Chetry