Sunday, December 28, 2008

792. Mother 291208 Comments

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(Living in Kuwait a parched land in middle-east desert, just for money sake, where people float around, where I could hardly find any relations with true love, if I want to taste pure love I contact my mother living in India. Her voice itself is enough to bring bliss into my heart.)

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Raman Savithiri
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Samanyan Lakshminarayanan 11 January 2009

a lovely poem about amma...it made me think of my mom who is no more..thank you for making me think of her...10

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Rm. Shanmugam Chettiar 31 December 2008

written with calibre. marvelous

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rajagopal h 29 December 2008

amma is one magical word that fancies me; another thing that fancies me is your great writing....great concept from your perennial mind......i notice lots of gaps between every release..please keep writing regularly

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Kee Thampi 28 December 2008

Money makes jumble in life, but I wish to keep her with my bliss She is the only one Who wishes always my prosperity Who can never bear my scarcity Spending her days in austerity! She is the only one I love her with a prayer with clap...

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Raman Savithiri

Raman Savithiri

Coimbatore, Tamil Nadu, India
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