Saturday 4 August 2012

My First Best Friend...



I know its a well known topic , for writing an essay or composition.. In fact ,I remember.. that we were made to cram.. Especially my best friend topic :) When we used to be kids, I'm sure many of you would agree that, our best friend used to be our MOTHER.. You must be thinking why I'm saying mother.?? Well thats because, remember who used to be the one to hide your mistakes from your father?? Who used to get you balloons , whenever you went to market with her?? And how can you forget the pim pom lollipop you used to suck??

Whenever you used to get hurt , who used to be there for you and applies medicine to it..?? Answer is mother.:) In my opinion,she completely fits the definition of "A FRIEND IN NEED IS A FRIEND INDEED"!

Even  at midnight, if you are hungry, you just need to tell her and guess what ,we get 2 minute noodles at our service:).. She keeps running after us , that we should drink our milk or eat our food but we fullfilling the definition of "child" play "Hide and Seek" with her .. What a time it was:) 

When we enter our teenage, we make friends in school and then in college.. And start moving away from our mother.. Earlier the hide seek we used to love, now is called intrusion of privacy by us.. Earlier in our childhood, we couldnt even think of buying any clothes from the market and used to wear clothes of her choice, but know if she asks us to wear a particular dress , we simply say No!! and rudely send her away.

I'm not saying that whatever they say, do it.. But what you can do is ...ie, Next time you have a fight with her, you should not argue back.. Let her cool down and then explain your side of story.. 


And since we the teenagers always have a ready made reply that" we are busy", every time our mother asks us to do some work.. So lets take out time for our dear , and our 1st best friend and take her out or atleast buy her a present:)

M-mature
O-organized
T-trustworthy
H-helpful
E-energetic
R-rugged





dedicated to my first best friend:)
my mom

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