Hiraeth

The pain of a mother.

Originally published in en

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Dr.Shweta Prakash Kukreja 01 Oct, 2021 | 1 min read

Life was a delighted journey where I enjoyed my solitude.I craved for love and so asked HIM to give me you.Somehwere between the folds of clouds I always longed to have you.My arms wished to hug you.And then the day when I saw you for the first time.Your innocence magnetised my soul.You casted a magic spell on me as I forgot everyone in the world.That magical moment when my lips touched your soft cheeks.When you rested your head between my bare breast.An ultimate strength when you held my hands.

Today on my death bed I actually feel hiraeth where my present is in conversation with my past.How badly I crave to revisit those memory lanes when you never wanted me to be put of your sight.And today you don't even wish to bid final goodbye to your once beloved MOM.

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Appreciate the author by telling what you feel about the post 💓

Vinita Tomar · 3 years ago last edited 3 years ago

So sad but sometimes it is bitter truth

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