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Diksha Razdan

Children Stories Drama Tragedy


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Diksha Razdan

Children Stories Drama Tragedy


Distressed Call To The Mother!

Distressed Call To The Mother!

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She hugged him, kissed his bruises

When he came home after hours of playing!

Food was served hot, blanket always warm

Being his mom, this she was slaying! 


He grew up seeing his mother's love,

How she said yes to all his wishes

Even the teenage was cool,

He wasn't punished ever, to do the dishes!


If a girl broke his heart, made him cry a tear or two

He needn't despair, his mother was there! 

Always present to mend his life and him 

From the broken pieces with her love and care! 


She came home from school, her knees scratched! 

Tears streaming down, screaming in pain

Berated for having walked on the wrong side

Looked at her mother for sympathy but in vain


Nights spent crying to the pillow,

Her innocent dreams wished to see her smile

'This is for your own good', she always said

Listen to me, mothers can never be vile!!


If the little one chose a dress to wear herself 

Or even colour of her own choosing

Forget about the bigger choices, even trivial

Her mother found all her decisions amusing!


Now here they were blood-smeared, victims to the accident!

The sister tried getting to her brother,

Even in the last breath that they took

They both called their own mother! 



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