Radhe radhe mam aap jese do char bhi ho jaye na hamara India kaha hoga koi bole na bole par aap ke respect n regards hi nahi aap ke heads of from my side mam thanks mam aapka aapki vajah se bache kuch kar paye aur aap jese ko mera param mam
Tears started rolling in my eyes as it seems that this story is all about My Husband and our Son. Same feelings and same sentiments. Father’s love, most of time is less demonstrative in comparison with Mother’s love, but a father always loves his son way too much. A Son ( or daughter) is always a father’s Universe. Although my very own father loved all his children equally BUT his center of emotions were always his SON ( whom he adored,not just loved) My late father ( a senior civil servant) gave all his children the best of everything but his HEART AND MIND was always in his SON, whom he always considered his whole world, his entire Universe and his greatest wish was to die in his Son’s Arms but tragically when he died, his only Son was away in a foreign land. I still remember ( quite vividly) that pair of eyes,full of sadness and despair.
Doing or not doing a job is a choice. Having or not having kids is also a choice. True women empowerment lies in taking her own decision and not being influenced by socital pressure.
