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My Daughter


Touched by a message from abroad.
Starting with” Million apologies God ma
on missing out wishing you a Happy Diwali.”
I stand speechless.

I bore three sons; never did I yearn for a daughter,
till I met this girl 14 years back.  We were drawn
to each other, a mother daughter relationship
on the anvil.

She is from a different race, speaks English fluently.
Our eyes speak volumes.  Once, her scream, “God ma,
God ma” in the middle of the night wakes me  I call , she
in a time zone ahead of mine, breaks  down uncontrollably,

My beautiful daughter, pleasant and affable, is stressed out. 

 Personally, she is not happy. mired by deceit and treachery. 

Ditched by her spouse, she makes good

of her days working hard to advance in profession.

Once during her visit to my place, she ran up to me
hugged me  tight, I could feel her body shiver.
Holding her gently, running my fingers through her hair
 I whispered, ” This will also pass”.


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By meenas17

A lover of classical Carnatic music.
An avid reader, passionate writer, into stocks and investments for livelihood

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