Caring Mother and Careless Children
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Complete Wed, May 9, 2018<5 mins
THIS IS MY TRIBUTE TO ALL THE NURTURERS OF UNIVERSE,WHO DO SELFLESS SACRIFICES FOR THEIR CHILDREN ON THIS MOTHER'S DAY!!!
Do you know that everything around us happens in a cycle....?
Law of nature states that everyone is equal before nature..be it me or be it you...Do you think that it is applicable in all aspects?NOT AT ALL!!!YES,there all flaws on nature also...The flaw which I found is THE LOVE,THE COMPASSION,THE CARE which are offered by mothers to their children are NOT paid back to them by their children...
If every deeds happening around us is cyclic,why not this?
Where does this imbalance born?
Stay tuned to know about it even acutely....
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