Anshika Verma

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Lekhny composition -15-Sep-2023Mother Love

TOPIC : MOTHER LOVE

Once upon a time, in a quiet village nestled among rolling hills, there lived a woman named Eleanor. She was known far and wide for her unwavering love for her children, Emma and Liam. Eleanor's love was not the kind that could be measured in words or grand gestures. It was the kind of love that manifested in the little things she did every day. She woke up before the sun, cooked hearty breakfasts, and made sure her children were well-fed and ready for school. Her love was the warm hug that enveloped them before they stepped out the door, the encouraging words whispered in their ears as they faced the challenges of the day, but it wasn't just in the morning that Eleanor's love shone. In the evenings, she would sit with Emma and Liam, helping them with their homework. She'd patiently explain math problems, discuss history lessons, and share stories from her own childhood. Eleanor's love was the glow of the lamp on the kitchen table, where they would huddle together, their minds growing as their bond deepened. Eleanor's love was also the tireless support she offered during their soccer games, school plays, and science fairs. She was always there, cheering loudly from the sidelines or sitting in the front row, her eyes brimming with pride. Her love was the steady hand that wiped away their tears when they didn't win and the comforting voice that reminded them that failure was just a stepping stone to success. As Emma and Liam grew older, they began to understand the depth of their mother's love. It was not just about providing for their physical needs or attending their school events. It was about the sacrifices she made, the dreams she put on hold, and the endless hours she spent nurturing and guiding them. One day, when Emma was leaving for college and Liam was starting his first job. They looked at her with gratitude and love in their eyes and said, "Thank you, Mom, for everything you've done for us. Your love has shaped us into the people we are today." Eleanor smiled, her eyes misty with tears. She hugged them tightly and said, "My dear children, your success and happiness are the greatest rewards for a mother's love. Remember, no matter where life takes you, my love will always be with you, guiding you, and cheering you on" and in that quiet village among the rolling hills, the story of Eleanor's love for her children became a legend, a testament to the enduring power of a mother's love that shaped their lives and hearts forever.

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Niraj Pandey

16-Sep-2023 12:24 AM

nice one

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Raghuveer Sharma

16-Sep-2023 12:20 AM

very nice

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