Dreams of my Mother Ever drifting down the stream— Lingering in the golden gleam— Life, what is it but a dream. My mother , whom i say is the most beautiful one the world as all others call their mothers too, had been my ultimate fall back option. Surprisingly i was clueless when in the school the teacher asked what my mother's dreams were. I asked her this the moment i returned from school. Never in my wildest dreams could i have imagined or dreamt that Mom as i lovingly called her would have wanted to be a vagabond. But Mom how difficult it would be i said. Ohh! You know nothing about difficulties dear. She said sardonically. #dreamsofmymother #yostowrimo #shortstory #yqbaba #yqdidi
