HER.

Everybody has felt that first touch of love when we hold our mother's tender finger. Most of us live happily under her shadow of care. She nurtures us. She makes us who we are. She is the most selfless person present. She can spend days without eating but she can't stand we crying from hunger even for a single second. But. Not everyone is lucky enough to get the luxury of her food. Her touch. Her love. Her care.

They have no one to share their thoughts with. No mentor. No, guide on the rubble path. No one to hold their hands and make them walk. No one to hold their cycles from behind. No one to wake up for them all night so that they can sleep calmly. No one to calm them during PMS. No one to sleep with them. 

But those who have her. Those who are born with silver spoons in their mouths have no value for that diamond hearted coal. The coal she made herself to make us shine. Nobody cares for her. She kills herself to make us live. No one takes time to admire her beautiful smile. Her physical,mental,spiritual beauty. Her beauty even when she dresses herself in drapes. But she is the only one who finds us beautiful even when we are all covered in mud. SHE IS THE ONLY ONE WHO LOVES US
TRUELY. :')))

Gurveen