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Little bundle of joy, born with love into this strange world. Blinking eyes that gaze deep into your soul. What could the kid be thinking at this moment. They enter a dream world as they sleep, smiling often. Could angels be telling them a story. Crying is their only language to speak when they need something. Soon, as time goes by, we began to understand they needs and wants. It gets much easier to decode their actions & expressions. Sometimes hungry & sometimes hinting you to get them changed. Sweet talks & all the pampering by everyone around. So lucky, some would love to trade their present life back to the time they were born. When they smile it reflects twice the time on our face. When they cry, it gets us worried. When they fall ill, the entire house turns gloomy. This little bundle of joy, what does it know?
Every mothers dream that her child should be happy. Growing in her womb for months, she is connected to her baby forever. She dreams of a happy life. She feels more secured, someone to look after her when she gets old. Someone of her own who would carry her when she is ill. Someone who would hold her hand, feed her & protect her.
Fast foward the years. A lot of things change. Most of the time all her dreams are killed. She hears all the words she never wanted to. " Im Buzy mom. You don't understand mom. Its all cause of you mom. Why don't you leave me alone mom ".
One day, her child becomes a parent. Time can't be brought back.
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