When there's something that I don't know ,
I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
when there's something I am puzzled of
I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
The sound thats the sweetest of all,
The sound I want to listen in a call.
The sound that relaxes me through out,
The sound I can't live without.
So, I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
When I am angry,
I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
When I am sad ,
I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
The sound with a magic,
The sound from which I am freshens up
automatic
The sound that is sweater than a child,
The sound from which I smiled.
So, I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
When my anger losses control,
I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
When my mother is out,
I await the sound of my mother's bangles.
The sweetest sound of my mother's bangles,
The sound of my mother's bangles.
~ indrani Choudhary
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