Thank you, Maa!

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This is for Maa. A gentle thank you for all the things she has done for me.

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  1. Vishal BheerooMay 13, 2017 at 2:08 PM

    A fitting tribute to your Maa. Moms are like that and they have such a flawless heart:)

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  2. Lady FiMay 16, 2017 at 11:34 PM

    Wonderful tribute.

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  3. RajMay 23, 2017 at 9:05 PM

    Such a sweet tribute to your maa. Beautifully written and so apt. They take care of us so much that they forget about themselves.

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  4. Ashwini CNMay 24, 2017 at 2:51 AM

    True. We would be nothing without our Moms :-)

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  5. UnknownJune 6, 2017 at 2:02 AM

    Waw... what a great way to write about mother.... the comparison with clock is awesome, sweet, beautiful etc... as I don't remember much adjectives while posting this comment... Apt and perfect write up indeed...

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