My mother

She is lithe,petite and absolutely charming in the way she speaks .I have been an admirer of her since childhood.I remember all the little pranks i used to play since childhood and how she would flush in anger which does not change even today.The blessings ,the tears ,the pain,the incessant prayers,the undying concern,the love juxtaposed with her red eyed anger all are showered daily to make me feel that i am special that she gave birth to me. I owe each and every moment of success to this beautiful woman.I cannot forget how used to wait incessantly to check the report card after my classes in the convent school premises and the elated tears whenever i achieved success in my small ways.The first salary cheque was politely denied by her just to add my anxiousness of what i would give her.The answer comes back instantly it is only love unconditionally and being there for her whenever she needs me. Touching her feet every time before my exams or anything special makes me the presence the almighty who is just omnipotent ,omnipresent and omniscient. My sweet mom