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Tuesday, March 10, 2009

Mother

When I came drenched in the rain,

My brother told why don't you take an umbrella with you.
My sister said why did not you wait till it stopped.

My Dad angrily said only after getting cold, you will realize.





But my MOTHER,

as she was drying my hair with her saree,

was shouting not at me
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But at the RAIN.

contributed by Ms. Shri

புரண்டு படுத்தால் எங்கே நாம் மிரண்டு போவோமோ என்று
கருவில் இருந்தே நமக்காக தூக்கத்தை கூட தொலைத்துவிட்டு
இரவில் கூட எரிந்த சூரியன் அம்மா

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