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The She behind me.

 I fell asleep while reading my lessons. About half an hour later I felt the room cold and quiet. I called her several times but no response was heard. I managed to get up and walk to the kitchen. Usually, she fools me around staying quiet to see whether I check on her often. But this time she was not there.  I couldn't hear the sound of her breath anywhere near. I walked upto the backyard. Empty. Now I could sense velocity in my motion. I checked both the rooms. I called him to ask whether she's with him. Anyhow, I can see myself running up the stairs. Ah! There I saw her spreading the wheat grains in the scorching sun. I reached her to do the rest of the job. After I was done, I came and sat next to her. The curves of her lips made the moment. She's my mother. My beloved to whom I turn my eyes filled with love. The one who makes me fall in love with and her Sambhar!!

I Sambhar you xoxo

Peace

Love

Ana :)

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