I could not say
Poetess…..mom
On the month , January……..
I gifted a diary , to my mother………
Then she came in my house……
After many months…….
When I reached in her house….
Then I saw her , that diary……
It was behind of her son’s picture…..
On her pujo place………..
It was hidden by her…..
Yet I knew it…..
By the help of goddess’s blessings……
Then , I…