True Love through Kindness
Kunji came to class nine, in tattered clothes. Suneethi, the teacher, called her to the staff room after class. When all students had left, Kunji walked towards Suneethi teacher.
Fear-stricken Kunji went to a textile shop with teacher. The salesman took measurements for her uniform. Suneethi couldn’t control her tears.
When morning sun quietly kisses my forehead, I miss your love…
When tiredness tightens its grip around me, I miss your lap…
When the burden of expectations weighs down my heart and soul, I miss your warmth…
I want to be a child again
I miss you, Maa.
CA Pooja Kabra