When a little boy wished for a mother, upon a shooting star...  When a little boy wished for a mother, upon a shooting star... 

LIVING GODS' LIVING GODS'

They all went to their homes... They all went to their homes...

Never scream at the person who taught you how to speak. Never scream at the person who taught you how to speak.

Pakhi was trying hard to sleep, but sleep was far away from her Pakhi was trying hard to sleep, but sleep was far away from her

After all once a mom, always a mom. After all once a mom, always a mom.