Who is a mother?
The one who woke you up in the morning?
Or the one who sleeps with a thought in her mind that she has to wake you up?
The one who asks you where did you get blood in your napkin?
Or the one who asks you “Baby ! you okay?”
The one who first asks your result of exams and then hug you?
Or the one who first hug you and then asks about your result?
The one who gave you 50 dollars to have lunch in school?
Or the one who makes just a couple of sandwiches and packed them for you?
The one who asks your dad to buy her diamonds?
Or the one who asks your dad to buy a computer for you studies?
The one who just give you birth and then left you in a dark alley?
Or the one who found you in that alley and raise you to be a gentleman.
The one who left you millions of dollars?
Or the one who just asked you to come visit her in graveyard once in a week?