.It was a long time ago, but it was a memorable one.
And so many memories that I have heard so far are lying at the bottom of my mind.I am no longer interested in taking up the cause of motherhood. The Kayakutta clouds
It seems like a dim moonlight is shining through the covered sky. However, ya
A memory of the time has remained in my mind. The character of the wound remains
Right? That's how it is. I did not know the meaning of this memory till now; But
Now -
There is no meaning in the beginning of life, it seems, there is a deep meaning in it.
Is filled, as is found at the end of life.
My mother had a favorite maid. Kilka Tichenav. I love her very much
Favorites - From time to time. Why, he didn't know anything. I remember that
By the way, I will be at least six years old at this time. Kilkename caught while playing.
Held with a very tight stomach. I struggled to get out of her arms. He
Strengthened your arms. She should be bitten hard.
It occurred to him that he should get out of this situation. So much for you
Holding her to my chest, she said,
‘There’s been a lot of fuss lately, Yuvraj! However, drinking milk is a must
It was you! He was living like a god on my lap! And now - '
I was stunned,
‘I was drinking your milk?’
Kilke smiled and nodded. Her daughter Alka was standing on the other side.
My age. Clicking on the boat showing him,
‘I put the milk on top of this potty. You forgot - you think so? '
I was overwhelmed. I asked her,
‘Do babies drink ****** milk?’
‘Yes.’
‘Are you my mother?’
She looked at him with a frightened look and said,
‘Let's talk like that, Yuvraj! '
Just keep going through the smoldering smoke, just like my childish mind.
The situation happened. I was the prince of Hitanapur, the prince; Then I became one
Why the milk of the maid? Why didn't my mother feed me her milk?
Yalo is; Then why shouldn't I call her mother?
As soon as this project came to light, my child's mind was overwhelmed. I kissed Kilke
yayat tellb ‘From today I will call you mother!’
Putting her hand on my forehead, she said,
‘Yuvraj, Maharani is your mother. How do I get this head? I
Their feet are dirty! '
I was irritated,"Then why didn't my mother give me your milk?"
Kilka remained.
I shouted angrily,
"Why didn't she give me your milk?"
Sasha's head whispered in Kilka's mother's ear, looking at Ajbu Jajlu,
‘Malu pajalam pajalam, that the wife's name goes to Komejanu, णे Hane! '
I didn't really understand Kilke's exclamation at the time; But one
The only thing left to do was to win! Something in my heart
He was taken away from me. I was deprived of a great happiness,
And who? But dear mother! Why not? So your app,
Is Aisu so vathi? Yes! There is no love for motherhood. His love
Is on its own!
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