The one person who knows how i feel,always
Is my mum!!

So she called me yesterday, to ask about my work,studies,friends,life..
I didn't know what to tell her, so i just blabbered a few sentence to quickly answer her questions (Thats what we usually do, right?)

Immediately she knew that, something was wrong..How did she know, i had no ideas
She asked what was bothering me, I told her (yea only she know)..

I felt bad treating her this way, not giving her ample time to get to know me more
But, I still do it, why?

The amount of freedom she's given me, as compared to others, is considered a "huge portion out of a total"

This is not cheena , this is I LOVE MUMMY!!

Everyone...Learn to cherish, can we?