Its for U.Ma Mom.

For my mom I am Rake. The rest ‘sh’ part has been purposefully kept shhhh( silent) for the ease of calling.Being her 1^st child it had been her prerogative to tease me,scold me & also hit me with that litmus stick in our courtyard as a reward for my own atrocities. Nevertheless my sis who is damn 6 years younger than me had the privilege to remain as a cute little sweetie in everyones eyes. She is always, as obviously, an apple in my eye except during the times she gave a wicked smile seeing those litmus stick beatings getting awarded to me by mom. However the ambiguity stays in the fact that my mom has been my best friend till now. For a better picture I didn’t find anyone worthier than my mom to be my best friend

In my school days she used to carefully listen to my whole daily chores which I narrate at the end of the day. While I metamorphosed to a teenager she was the best guide to search a girl friend for me.She has sewed a good rapport with many of them that they bothered to update her whereabouts even if not mine. To be frank she has played the maximum part to make a smart me.

Now I am an adult. I earn myself & I stay miles away from my parents .Once I started to spread my arms, I am away from them. Daily chore summery has gone down to 10 min chat on mobile with mom .I concede that I am not there for any of their help. May be I could have got a job near my hometown, but this rat race forbids me from the same. Still my mom never complaints for that, perhaps she is the one who supports me to migrate wherever I wish irrespective of personal obligations. I used to wonder how this life behaves!!You are of some one,loved by some one,work for some one,earn for someone & relieve for some one.To wind up you are the best my mom & I love you a lot..A hell lot !!!!