Aik park mein Mian Biwi lar rahe theyQareeb hi bench par kuch aawara larke bethe theyMian ne ghusse mein kaha "Dil karta hai tumhein kutton k agey dal doon"Larkon ki taraf se aawaz aai "Bhow. . Bhow Bhow. . ."
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.
