Maybe it's time you realise, A woman has her own identity Which she sacrifices willingly to create others.
Having a tiny little mischievous child Is all that we desire in human life. They provide us with new insights.
Someone before whom you don't have to disguise, Who conceals your real self, Who holds you tightly in peril, Who acts prudently when you act whimsically, Is the one, with whom you belong.
Mother language is in grave danger, If you continue to ignore it, It will be in coffin with culture and tradition.