When i walked my path alone- She was there!

A lady born in year 1971 who never experienced a real love ❤ of “GOOD” mom..yes! “GOOD” mom.. She had a mom but not like all others! She didn’t got new dresses on festivals, she didn’t got the freedom to go with her friends. She didn’t got that life which we have! The reason – Her mom believed that “GIRLS are not supposed to be so freee….!” That lady got married and gave birth to a daughter in 1995! … That girl is me! Momma today am writing this post for you.. My next few minutes are for you.. The below presented poem is for you…Though its a fictional work 😉 but it is to assure all those daughters who are having good moms that if you have pain, you gotta tell her! And to all those mom who believe the same that “GIRLS are not meant to be free” please read the MOM described below..
I was a girl with age written as
“ONE WiTH NINE”
My momma called me as
“PROUD of MINE”
One day came when I went away from her,
to a distance great
Which normally mommas don’t prefer!
But she sent me to be strong
And get the knowledge of what is
Right in this world and what is Wrong!
I was happy in the city with my new
experience
But momma, there in home, was alone
in the silence
One evening momma was busy listening
to the temple bell,
When I ringed up her phone to make her
experience a hell!
It was about that wrong path on which
I walked alone
I was unable to reveal that to her so
I changed my tone
I said Hello,
She said Hello,
I cried,
“Stop dear” she tried,
to calm me down
and asked me
What happened in that big town?
I said,
Momma sorry to you
Because I am not a good person like you
I want to tell you something shocking
Which stopped my life and is still
Stopping!
I was a pseudo
Long time ago
Guilt is here in my heart
As heavy as tyres of Trucks!
Because I was addicted to a habit called,
“Taking DRUGS”
I expected a long deep silence
Behind me there was a girl
watching a scene of romance,
Momma asked me “is it true?”
I said “believe me. This time I am not lying to you”
I cried, I cried, I cried
I tried and tried and tried
To make her trust me again
And love me the same way
As she did when I was Ten.

I expected,
She will hate me,
But I was wrong
She instead consolate me.
“This happens at your age
Move forward and turn the page
I love you dear more than before
And the love increased in my heart
Right there in the core.
You are still “PROUD OF MINE”
You are so honest at this age of “ONE WITH NINE”
I am with you in this battle of life
Haha! We will slit the throat of drugs with a big KNIFE.”
I asked “do you hate me?
Or still why do you trust me?”
She said “you made me trust you and love you
By being so TRUE”
I said “momma thank you. Who was there inside me doing this I don’t have a clue”
She said “forget that human who made you WRONG
And love the fact that you are more STRONG”
Thank you momma
For breaking the silence
Hey girl! Continue watching that show of romance
I am not angry listening to that show,
Because momma picked me up
When I was at my low
She stopped me from entering in the wrong zone
By holding my hand WHEN I WALKED MY PATH ALONE.
-BY a daughter
to all the moms
keep smiling
Love ❤ you mom!