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It is the most heartwarming story I have ever read in a long long time. I am a great fan of Devdutt’s writing and this is so alluring. Really awesome initiative to present this story in such a beautiful way through the simple yet such meaningful illustrations.
Kudos for this piece of heart.
My mother died 6 weeks back. She never came to my home. So I stopped going to her home. I wish I had gone. So much unresolved conflict which does not mean anything now. All that remains is that I love her but still I stopped giving. That’s the worst feeling in the world and I will have to live with it forever.
Dear Devdutt,
This your old friend Ramesh Menon from your mother’s neighbourhood. Sorry to hear about your mom.
I cried reading this piece. Regards.
My mother had a mixed marriage. During the 1947 Independence, my Dad ‘disappeared’. Mom brought up 5 children single handed, I regret never adequately appreciating her struggles. Still, i know that, out there in The Great Beyond, she’s praying for me and blessing me.
A nice story..
Other mothers will be encouraged by this …….. If they read this story. With each such step we move forward to peace