After a long time I am back here writing again
.I am thinking of Rajesh.I miss my son .I am in a very pretty flat and wish he was here to own it and enjoy it .But out wishes are like writings on watet as it cannot be . That is the mystery of death . We will never know what happens.
Let it be . My don must be knowing that his mother misses him .
Affly,
Jayamala.
.I am thinking of Rajesh.I miss my son .I am in a very pretty flat and wish he was here to own it and enjoy it .But out wishes are like writings on watet as it cannot be . That is the mystery of death . We will never know what happens.
Let it be . My don must be knowing that his mother misses him .
Affly,
Jayamala.

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