A Painting from Ma's Album....
With all its glory and grandeur the lone tree is standing like a figurine, stately, calm and passionate !

The smile that shines at the corner of your eyes
as you paint the colours of the sky one last time
the love that beams in the twilight-
With unspoken words of gratitude you pay your tribute-
inhaling peace and exhaling cares.
You seem to laugh at our follies to hold,
as Time ungrips life to sweep away all.

Todo Sobre Me Madre

Today I believe that the most beautiful living thing on the earth is a mother's heart. It is not just an organ that pumps blood but one that oozes with love for her child.She looks upon affectionately on her child protecting her from every possible hazards and within that safe citadel the child grows up to be a man or a woman. She trains the mind with discipline and kindles the passion that locks in the child's heart. When she smiles all the world is gay.
My mother was a bundle of joy, so much that we forgot our pains in her presence. She had been the best friend in our childhood, always there when we needed her. She had inculcated the values of truth and duty in us. Her whole life was a lesson in work, courage and sincerity.
My mother died of severe sepsis,a killer disease that silently leads to multi-organ dysfunction, leaving very little time to treat. We saw her smile in pain, lest it would pain her children to see her in so much pain. She completed her life and died with dignity. She remains in our memory in the love she has so unconditionally bestowed upon us.

Myself