My Dearest Chronicles

         For a mother, her child is the first priority in life. From the very beginning of his existence in her womb till the time he is independent, she nurtures and protects the child. And is a support even after that. Honestly speaking, it's just impossible to even reciprocate the amount of love and care a mother gives to her child but it is surely possible to give her at least what we can. But another bitter truth is the fact that this hardly even happens.      This poem over here tries to reflect on this fact. We don't have any idea how much injustice we do to the most important lady of our life. So let's begin: To have an amazing experience you can also watch this poetry video in the link below:- To watch this poetry video click here Kudrat ka karishma ho ye kyu hain bhul jaate..? Maa, tujhe log kyu samajh nahi paate? Kho kar apni neendein kisi aur ne na sulaya hoga... Mamta bhari awaaz se kisi ne na bulaya hoga.. Chot lage jab k...

           It becomes a big responsibility for us when it comes to nurturing young brains. We know everything that we do is taken as an inspiration and even a single wrong step may leave a negative impact or sometimes a scar. These things are not so simple as they seem to be. A person's childhood shapes his/her personality.       Not just their parents or guardians but children keep a note of everything and everyone around them. And surprisingly it's a greater problem when we also come to know that one negative action influences a child more easily than the multiple positive actions.       A big difference between the behavior of children these days and that of those in the 90s and pre 90s is very much noticeable through their stubbornness. It's very easy to put all the blame on their minds and simply not take any responsibility for such a situation. You see children around just not ready to understand. Ha...