09/21/2026
1501 September 2026 Part 4x4
Contest by Brian Strand
I carried so many wounds since childhood - all along, as my Mom behaved so rude. Being deprived of Mom’s care - affection, my childhood turned a curse: Shame to mention! School happened to close on recess one day. I went to a friend’s house to enjoy and play. Engrossed, I was not alert on time gap I reached home too late. Mom gave me a slap. Normal reception , but on next moment, She burst in tears which I did not expect. She wept and wept ‘Where had you been my child? I was so scared to lose you, where to find?’ That big slap turned nicest scar in my heart, though my mother always left me apart. I realised, behind her strong bitter harshness Motherly love somewhere flowing ceaseless .
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