tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-50598352165245571872024-02-01T21:00:37.196-08:00Aaadee Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger61125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-28759312859171254552020-05-11T21:53:00.003-07:002020-08-28T22:01:06.422-07:00a blank<br />
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not listening to heart & soul is always an option..after a while, just like dreams they stop talking to you too n there comes a state where mind gets stuck, words get lost & one feels blank..!Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-81830048100424458562017-11-15T08:16:00.001-08:002020-08-28T22:01:20.445-07:00just a friend !!<div style="text-align: justify;">
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...waking up from the sleep was always difficult for me but this time it felt very uneasy. I didn't remember if I had a bad dream or was I just too tired. Slowly I tried to move the fingers, everything felt sore, may be I was about to fall sick. Oh I could not afford to get sick. With difficulty, I opened my eyes. It felt so bright. I slowly got up from the bed. The surroundings looked familiar but no it wasn't my home. I tried to peep through the window. The street outside, yes I knew this one, since forever. It was my grand-mom's home and this street I have played in all during my childhood days. Suddenly somebody opened the door. I turned and saw her standing there, firm. I knew her. She was a friend. I asked her how did I get here. She did not answer, just asked me to go to bed again. She seemed upset to see me walking around. But no I didn't want to be here. I could sense there was something wrong. I had to go, I was feeling sick here. I struggled against her to move out of the room. I was feeling so weak. There were all kind of voices I could hear. Just then I saw him there, coming towards me. She let me go to him. I hugged him, it seemed so long since I met him. I hurriedly started telling him that she was keeping me here, that she was being mean to me, and I thought she was a friend.<br />
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"yes she is, she is taking care of you since all these years when you were asleep" was all that he said to me. I could not believe a word.....!!</div>
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.........and I woke up from the sleep once again. This time for real. Yes, I could believe what he told me. I never realized she was indeed taking care of me since all these years. Life has always put us together in different places. She has always been nice to me. She has always been just a friend, never a special friend, never a best friend, but unlike some, her friendship never came with an expiry date,. It was indeed forever. Sometimes dreams teach lessons...!</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-80621248688690014042014-09-14T23:30:00.000-07:002020-01-08T12:59:32.366-08:00dream diaries !!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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.....the train was about to start. I entered the first car with all my bags n started walking through the crowd. As i passed, I could recognize many faces. I din't remember those names, but I was sure I knew all those people; at some point of time. I felt each car and the people sitting there denoted an era. I couldn't believe I was seeing those long lost faces and some who were always part of my most cherished memories. I kept walking and listening to some weird voices. I couldn't understand a thing. There were different moods, happiness, fear, silence, loud noises. No-one paid attention to me. I felt as if they could not see me. I reached the last car and saw my name written there. I put in all my luggage and got settled. I wondered why did they decide to put me in place where I did not know anyone. There were a few kids playing there, they could see me. They told me their names and went back to play. They came back, asked me if I had anything to eat. I gave them food. They left again.</div>
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I was really missing my family, my friends. I wished someone I knew would come sit with me. I asked the kids if they could pass the message along the cabins that I was here. I was sure someone 'd come if they knew I was here. </div>
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Yes, he did, he did come. I became so happy...But then the big guy came. He told him that he had to go back, back to his place, as he didn't belong here. After all there was a place for every one. I couldn't do a thing....n I turned n started looking through the window. I always loved doing that when I was with him....Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-50518856086020890782014-08-11T23:56:00.003-07:002020-08-28T22:01:32.795-07:00feeling loved<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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..was a very long tiring day. I was filled with dust head to toe. As soon as I reached home the little one jumped over me with all the joy of seeing me after a long day. I was happy to see him too but was too tired too stressed. I din't remember when last time I felt this exhausted, physically and mentally. Not just exhausted I think I was too sad too. I gave him a smile and a hug. And then went straight to the wash room to get cleaned up. My face was all covered with foam when I heard him trying to rotate the door nob. Next I saw a little hand coming inside, trying to reach mumma. I opened the door. Just to hide how I felt, I guess, I kept splashing my face with water little longer and I think he kept looking towards me. And then,<br /></div>
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He: mumma, can i tell you something?</div>
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He: i think i really love your eyes</div>
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He: umm, because they look so pretty to me</div>
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oh my, did anybody ever told me that..I looked towards him...and then the love that I saw in his eyes for me, I am not sure if I ever be able to put that in words..and I thought wasn't I still the most blessed soul, yes I was, I am; I could not thank God enough for that...:)</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-31627921374470780482014-05-12T15:13:00.003-07:002020-08-28T22:01:41.966-07:00i pray for myself !!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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.......i switched off the lights and laid down beside my little one to tuck him to sleep. we did our little prayer together. he gave me his daily ritual hug and we started our little talks.</div>
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he: i love u mumma </div>
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me: i love you too..</div>
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he: i love u infinity mumma </div>
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me: aw..i love you too my baby</div>
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he: mum-mah, i am not a baby, i m big boy </div>
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me: u ll always be my baby..</div>
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he: even when i m 5 years old</div>
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me: yes</div>
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he: even when i m 10 years old</div>
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me: yeah</div>
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he: even when i m 20 years old</div>
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me: yeah</div>
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he: even when i m 30 years old</div>
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me: umm i may not be there then </div>
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me: i may die by then</div>
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he: what does die mean</div>
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me: it means mumma ll become a star</div>
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he: u mean u won't be here</div>
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me: yeah, i won't be here, but i ll be, i ll be like a picture, you can still talk to my picture</div>
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he: okay..</div>
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n he slept and i was sure he started weaving all those super dreams with super why and super man..</div>
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i as usual was too tired too stressed but not sleepy. i got up, went to the kitchen, made myself a cup of tea..</div>
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i sat in my patio, it was too cold, i could barely see a few stars and the little moon-light coming far from the end...i think i was lost in my troubled thoughts when i heard him..i went inside and realized he was crying in sleep, i held him in my lap and tried to wake him up so he can come out of that bad dream and feel better.</div>
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he: mumma, i don't want you to ever become a star, even when i turn million years old. i want you around me all the time</div>
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me: oh my baby, sure, i promise u, i ll always be with u, for-ever. </div>
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once again, i hugged him tight, started running my fingers through his hair until he slept..</div>
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me: oh dear God, please bless me to live healthy till my son needs me..!!</div>
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u are the one who never fail<br />
to touch my heart<br />
n brighten up my soul<br />
my love for u<br />
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song of the day: boondan boondan<br />
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m loosing it again, come save me my angel</div>
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<b>Maa..</b><br />
the strongest woman that I know. My idol. the one I seek the inspiration from. the one who gives me strength each day. my lifeline & without her there 'd be no Me..! <br />
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my first & forever friend, the woman of substance. Giving & Sharing are the two best things that she taught me. I know even in the most difficult times of hers, she have given me everything that I needed. I can say for sure, both Baujis, in the heavens, are very proud of her..and so are we !</div>
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All that I am, I owe to all of you ... ! You are the best teachers and I remember & celebrate you each day of my life..!</div>
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Thank you for all your love..!</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-21809463793508546722013-03-05T22:44:00.001-08:002013-03-05T22:44:22.036-08:00...needs it to rain harder..Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-83056585022088288002013-01-23T23:08:00.006-08:002020-08-28T22:02:40.749-07:00anne frank<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-91215114532116688372013-01-06T02:19:00.001-08:002013-01-06T02:23:58.611-08:00..nights filled with Raindrops !<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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blessings come through raindrops !!</div>
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-68003983661336972322012-12-24T14:18:00.000-08:002012-12-24T14:18:11.117-08:00The Woman<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Strength of life<br />Rock of the Family<br />Tears to her Parents<br />Heartbeat of her kids<br />Love of her Friends<br />Elegant & Pretty<br />Grace & Beautiful<br />Inspiration to her work<br />& Limitless<br />is "She"<br />How unfortunate is the land<br />that treats her the way<br />that no-one deserves !!</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-61041593642221914732012-11-20T11:57:00.001-08:002020-08-28T22:02:51.045-07:00be in love<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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<br />..life (is) fragile</div>
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for the love (is) eternal</div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-63150841130714013602012-11-15T23:23:00.002-08:002012-11-15T23:52:24.155-08:00........lullaby !!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-22407932577290402492012-11-09T12:50:00.000-08:002012-11-09T12:50:08.318-08:00..a little pray !!<br />
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o' God please bless..!!</div>
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River, take me along,</div>
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In your sunshine sing me your song.</div>
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Ever moving and winding and free,</div>
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Let's you and me, river,</div>
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Run down to the sea.</div>
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<span style="font-size: x-small;"><br />(<b style="background-color: white; text-align: start;"><i>Bill Staines</i></b>)</span></div>
Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-72163993121107056922012-10-22T22:49:00.000-07:002012-10-22T22:49:46.936-07:00..to fill my heart !!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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you made it rain</div>
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thank u lord for your blessings</div>
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in so many ways..</div>
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-69345142551562718382012-10-19T23:14:00.003-07:002012-10-19T23:14:39.787-07:00..beyond the horizon<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-4068932625841401532012-10-05T17:56:00.000-07:002012-10-19T23:24:10.040-07:00..a party !!<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Life is like a party.</div>
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some leave early,</div>
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some laugh with you,</div>
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some laugh at you,</div>
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the mess with you.</div>
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And I am so blessed to have some such wondrous ones in my life who help me clean up and I love those ones just so much !!<br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-12653126511280558102012-03-19T00:18:00.011-07:002012-03-19T13:24:26.359-07:00Life is Beautiful !<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir81ZDWgoURJI6qw67mArNJLeh_NY42M2a_Jo1MOkocrSjf2rOMyqOGTfoRQANB8KTzIrKWe2sGd3H6wl6SpmgO4Le2blr0ITbz1283_gwYtEKF0NYl6HnJVrPtJ6PQPc6cSqoaTiuBIJs/s1600/life+1.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 385px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEir81ZDWgoURJI6qw67mArNJLeh_NY42M2a_Jo1MOkocrSjf2rOMyqOGTfoRQANB8KTzIrKWe2sGd3H6wl6SpmgO4Le2blr0ITbz1283_gwYtEKF0NYl6HnJVrPtJ6PQPc6cSqoaTiuBIJs/s400/life+1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5721517359292661314" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: center;">remembering those walks along the sea</div><div style="text-align: center;">open window of the train and the wind blowing in</div><div style="text-align: center;">rides on the bike, singing songs n the rains</div><div style="text-align: center;">such a madness n the love in air</div><div style="text-align: center;">i loved</div><div style="text-align: center;">..and i still love that</div><div style="text-align: center;">i cherish those memories</div><div style="text-align: center;">but don't miss that</div><div style="text-align: center;">'coz you are still there</div><div style="text-align: center;">as the most beautiful part of me</div><div style="text-align: center;">thanks for making the life so beautiful for me..</div></div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-17808155566528093522012-01-13T14:33:00.000-08:002012-10-19T23:23:31.187-07:00Happy Lohri..!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqyIgdTtkpJE4Csx5IFzdP0CqlZrUCPPx68UiAsqJK9aoMayTeVtk6hd0-VyBZqRO62iEP5Xpfm_JjpA-LGV_N1x8vEJWHSFQWHYhMpW4PNAA4X_kVghHglO1CkzEMMlIv0tXV107mhmQ/s1600/fire.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5697249170627877762" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhWqyIgdTtkpJE4Csx5IFzdP0CqlZrUCPPx68UiAsqJK9aoMayTeVtk6hd0-VyBZqRO62iEP5Xpfm_JjpA-LGV_N1x8vEJWHSFQWHYhMpW4PNAA4X_kVghHglO1CkzEMMlIv0tXV107mhmQ/s400/fire.jpg" style="cursor: hand; cursor: pointer; display: block; height: 258px; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; width: 340px;" /></a><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-65330649268787773242011-12-30T13:30:00.000-08:002011-12-30T14:01:58.749-08:00down the memory lane..<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZM3jOO_wE11gTKdu_UE3lotxK-C1MaY8BhXzT8ZA2EbJ-QTxHUvS1drboGdrmqFOFGhEfN2vDWcTJ7UOynPCEP2lNmOi9NdPkBruDftUT_gbqRpAasqky1WWzIu01l_EgmJkf_xalnAOq/s1600/a+stroll+down+memory+lane.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 285px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiZM3jOO_wE11gTKdu_UE3lotxK-C1MaY8BhXzT8ZA2EbJ-QTxHUvS1drboGdrmqFOFGhEfN2vDWcTJ7UOynPCEP2lNmOi9NdPkBruDftUT_gbqRpAasqky1WWzIu01l_EgmJkf_xalnAOq/s400/a+stroll+down+memory+lane.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5692043092487124098" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">both of them and the kids</div><div style="text-align: center;">sitting in a circle</div><div style="text-align: center;">on the floor</div><div style="text-align: center;">beside the bed</div><div style="text-align: center;">in that small room</div><div style="text-align: center;">with his strong hands</div><div style="text-align: center;">he was feeding them all</div><div style="text-align: center;">that's what saw</div><div style="text-align: center;">when strolled down the memory lane..!</div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="text-align: center; "><br /></span></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5059835216524557187.post-6475053464995773872011-09-12T10:29:00.000-07:002011-09-16T19:39:16.587-07:00Lessons in Life<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtKGgm0vdr00GhC9MIQ6BlfJqxwHNel5ekiO19-BFa5eOZRaxR0HcNIxcsYGiuQWraGFgNFuXBV93Ia6DVH-AJ76UqLTiOXi9Np3QYfcaFGeuk8H2AZAHz-fYI-JIPOiv3pjd3-aT1-H5/s1600/20-life-lessons.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 242px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiDtKGgm0vdr00GhC9MIQ6BlfJqxwHNel5ekiO19-BFa5eOZRaxR0HcNIxcsYGiuQWraGFgNFuXBV93Ia6DVH-AJ76UqLTiOXi9Np3QYfcaFGeuk8H2AZAHz-fYI-JIPOiv3pjd3-aT1-H5/s400/20-life-lessons.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5652682616791378050" /></a><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span">The little boy entered home, put the school-bag aside, went straight to his mother and said "Maa, the school is to waive the fees for the kids whose families cannot afford to pay. I talked to my teacher, he said he can waive my fees. Maa, I do not need the money tomorrow."</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span">It was at this early age, when he lost his father. He had 3 brothers and 3 sisters. The mother had to support the big family. </span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span">That winter-night, he was still studying in the dim-light when the mother came to him, she put her hand on his head, he closed the book and looked in her eyes..she looked determined.</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><span class="Apple-style-span">She asked "In the class tomorrow, will the teacher ask, the kids, who want to get their fees waived, to raise their hands?" He lowered his eyes and nodded "yes". She said "I will get you the money tomorrow, you do not have to raise your hand".</span></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;"><br /></div>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com4