This poem is for you maa. By the way its not fiction, all that does happen to me.

मेरे साथ अक्सर ऐसा होता है

आईने के सामने से गुजरती हूँ तो
वहाँ से झाँकता चेहरा, माँ तुम्हारा लगता है

राह पर खडी वो औरत ऐसी लगी
मानो जैसे माँ, तुम ही वहाँ पर हो खडी

अक्सर हर आप-उम्र औरत में
माँ, तुम्हारा चेहरा दिखाई देता है


कभी जब मैं अपने आप को आईने में देखती हूँ तो
मेरे प्रतिबिंब में, मुझे आपका चेहरा दिखाई देता है.


    • Thank you Amit, for listening to this poem. I wrote this poem a long time back. Used to miss Maa so much as a new bride that the feeling remained with me and hence i wrote this poem.

  1. If I can do 1/10th of what you did for me, I will consider myself,  a successful mother. Thanks for your love, but above all your patience. Love by virtue of being a parent is always there for your child, but patience – no sir – is not always there . It needs to be cultivated. And I don't remember you losing patience ever. So…. THANKS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  2. wow…very gud shweta..I too didn't know that u write….the content is so true n touching….I m sure humare bachchon ko humara pratibimb nahin dikhega…:)aur agar dikha bhi to dangerous wala…We keep losing our patience every now n then…hats off to our mothers…

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