She was the light of my life ,she was the star twinkling on the sky when cruel clouds gather themselves to fade it.The nights that she didn't sleep while my weird voices of crying, engaged her attention making her worried all the time.The lines that appeared on her forehead and she lost her smile in bottomless entity when i refused to eat anything. Her heart fills with pleasure like a garden full of yellow and red roses when i started standing on my own steps .Her hope found a liberty when broken words explode from my mouth, Its like an atomic bomb that i left as a markstep on her heart's soil and tears peep out from her eyes and ritually washed her eyes with remembrence of happiness.
Now all i have the plate of spaghetti in front of me which i most like.
"I need some sauce mom" I said
"Ok Wait let me get you a sauce" she said in very low tone.
"There you go and enjoy"; mother said
Thankyou! mama ; I replied with smiling face
From the begining i was bulimist, i love to eat weather it is back of fountain pen that i mostly untextured by griping it badly and tightly in my teeth or anyother eatable items.
The water came in my mouth and without wasting my next few seconds , I started eating .
The amazement of taste that sticks to my tongue made myself too high in my own mood .I devoted my next few moments to that delicious dish that continously made myself feeling lost untill i swipe my last spoon into my mouth.
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NezařaditelnéA story of mother and her beloved son.A bessoted lover and regret ..The circumstances of hands of fate that led them away like wind of time . This cracked their wall of love and ritually washed mother eyes with meloncholy music past rhymes when she...
