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'Be brave dear. Braver than your father, braver than anyone on the battlefield. Remember god is with you. I am always with you.' I said with tears in my eyes

'Yes, I will mother' he said with love in his eyes. He had started growing a stub. He was fast growing. Growing into a man. I wish I had time with him. With my only son

Fall, fall, fall o flowers of autumn

Let the winter come and take your place

You were disrespected, unloved and hurt when you were there

Spreading your beauty everywhere

But now you are gone

Now you will be loved

Poets will write your beauty

Maidens will remember you

Kings would miss you when touching the button hole of their kurta

You are gone now

Away from all hurt, pain and hate


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