#The_Grand_MOTHER I met her when I came out of my mother's barren womb Where I created my hell and heaven Where I created my restaurant and playground Where I created my house and school where I created my world of silence. There were many people But the physician after wrapping with a piece of white cloth handed over me to that old woman. carefully she raised her hand to greet me But I don't know why her hands were shivering and her eyes were sparkled with tears. For the first time I felt the touch of love The love of a woman and The love of a grandmother and for the first time in between my blurred eyes with tears and curiosity I could see a pleasant face with sunken eyes which thirst for a good sleep and I could see a hopeful face with wizened lips that is congested with happiness. When she kept me closer to her heart I could hear the hastening of blood that is Filled with the stories of days she counted and waited for the moment of my arrival. Atlast I prayed to god Don't let me to wander away from her ring of love. ~Anna Catherine