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RE: Musing Posts

Nobody is like a mother My mother is the world's most beautiful mother. Sakshat Lakshmi is the form. I live in every breath. My mother knows me more than I do not know myself. My every breath is indebted to her. It is difficult to find a simple and unmotivated creature like a mother on this earth. Just like a wet summer, the summer gives pleasure to the pilgrim in its shade, in the same way my mother keeps giving me coolness in every misfortune. Mother has given us the power of discrimination through which we avoid being drowned in a worldly vortex. Mother goddess of faith awakens love for God in our heart. Selfless, selfless, not expecting anything, whatever is only for the offspring, it is the mother's thinking. Mother's company makes me live every moment alive. Mother's responsibilities never end. When the child is grown on one side, again the mother becomes dedicated to the child of her child.

God has given a great gift to God in the form of a mother. Today some people are not able to handle this precious heritage. Selflessly have forgotten the dignity of the mother. Do not respect her, keep humiliating. Do not want to put together There are many such incidents in the society in which the mothers are humiliated. And we keep watching as a silent spectator. Mother's heart keeps on telegraming. In spite of all this, only one blessing comes out of the mother's heart, "live my red".
There is a very old story that when the daughter-in-law came to the point of persecution, the son cut off the mother's throat and as soon as she got ahead, she collapsed in the stone and started falling, then she came out of the mother's mouth " Mother is such.