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Sep 17
One morning
My son asked me
"Mummy would you like to drive bullet "

I looked at him surprisingly
What a question?

"Are you kidding? "
Making fun of me

No mom
"I am sure"

"Who will teach me? "
He answered"I"

But how?

Same as you did in my childhood
You held my cycle
Never let me tumble
Kept on running
No matter huffing
Till I toldΒ Β you to stop

"Today
I will hold motor cycle
Sitting behind you
You will drive
You will enjoy

Come hold my hand
Don't get afraid
I am strong
I will not let you fall"

He was looking at me in doubt
I was quiet and feeling proud
Written by
Vanita vats
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