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Mom, only the word is enough to describe what a special place she holds in everyone's life. 

The most special thing about mother is that everyone has got best. 


She carries her child in the womb for 8 to 9 long months and again she gives birth knowing that her life is at stake. She feeds the baby with her milk. She makes you learn to sit and to take your first steps. With her shadow you feel that you have everything. Even if you yearn for a 5 star hotel food, you only get satisfied by your mother-cooked food.


Not so long ago, I realized that if you have her you can easily conquer the harsh world.
I am an intern at a leading CA firm, so but obvious the pressure gets build up when you are near March ending. Everything is so hectic. And amongst all this, I have my CA finals exam due in November 2015. So 70% of my concentration has to be in studies these days.
On one of the day, I had a row with my senior for sitting till late hours at client’s place. And I am of the nature that I get affected by so easily by all these. I went home that day and I cried a lot. I didn’t eat anything and inside my room cuddled up in a pillow I constantly wept. Mom came with a glass of water in my room and I saw tears in her eyes as well. Weeping with me, she make me understood the things.

Everything became normal when the days passed.


On dad’s birthday we decided to dine out and to my surprise I came to know that mom sacrificed eating outside food till I became CA. Only because of a stupid event of my crying that day, she took such hard decision. She has a trust in this sacrifice and yes only a mother can do this to her child.



I feel that mother is another word for not only love, but also sacrifice. I feel blessed that I have her unlike many others. Sometimes I feel that I haven’t thanked her enough any days that how much I have loved her always. 

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