God made mothers and gave them the super power to read our minds.
Mom: "Hira? kya hua hai tumhein? kissi se baat kyun nahi karti? Na hasti hu, na bolti hu. Sara din bass kamray main bethi rehti hun. Bahar kyun nahi jaati S aur U k saath? Hua kya hai tumhein? Kya aisa azaab aagaya hai tumhari zindagi main? Pata hai tumhare Abbu kitna pareshaan hu rahe they. Saath beth k khana tak nahi khaati ab."
"Hira? Tumse baat karrai hun main."
Me: "Ap mere liye dua kareingi?"
Mom: "Hamesha."
*She walked out of the room...
disappointed.*
It just disappoints me to realize my mother is not the only one I've disappointed in life.
H.
