It was a fine winter night. The snowflakes falling from the sky were filling the air with white pearls. Wearing her nightgown, she stepped out of her room.
Looking at the frozen window, her sense of well being continued. She smoothened her messy hair, mended the old dress and opened a bottle of champagne.
She took her mother by her arm. Sitting next to her, she was unable to get hold onto her tears. She kissed her forehead, knelt down on the floor and cried and cried.
The winter nights with snow splashing like silver rains were her mother’s favourite past and now her mother’s laugh in the photograph was her endearing memory!
The trail of tears frozen on her eyes made her life a little blurry. Her mother’s smile cleared all her agony , gave her the strength to revitalize her faith and made all her memories come alive!💕
Now, her heart still beats and bleeds for her mother’s one last sight.
