Mother’s Cry #Sunday Photo Fiction

Baby has started to walk. Moment Subhadra turns her back, baby tries to run. Sometime Subhadra hides behind a door and calls baby. With a smile that reveals two top teeth, baby runs towards the sound. Subhadra’s heart gets filled with motherly affection. She could relate what mother Yashoda must have felt when Kanha ran... Continue Reading →

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