A mother serves her sugar with
A bit of peppermint
To clarify the passages
That carry what she meant
When she first set to bear a soul
Quite separate from her own,
Whom she would cherish, yet must teach
To live and die alone.
App khwab main aye ahtalam ho gya.ap ki izat bi reh gai hamara bi kam ho gya.Send this mesege to atleast 10 tharki''s u will see a popat bachi in dream trust me
