In a forest of jungles, if one flute-song is played, the forest becomes enriched, and awakened;
If a woman becomes mother, the entire world is enriched;
Woman is a miraculous existence of the nature,
And the mother is the epitome of that miracle;
If I make some errors or mistakes,
My wife rebukes me;
And when I put my chin on her shoulder,
She strokes my head,
And I don't know whether,
It is forgiveness or love,
Only a motherly nature can know it.
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