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This is an entry for blog of the month, March 2020. Dear Mom, I want you to know that I am thankful to you for being my constant. Since I was born in your sanctuary, you never let me walk alone. O mother, when the glistening little star’s light started to dim and when it started to feel as if it were going to fade away and when your half blossomed flower feared that it could not nurture to its full bloom even in that majestic spring, you were the only shade in that blazing sunshine which could burn my feathers. You were the only person whom I looked up to whenever the skies were grey and whenever the doors of opportunities seemed to close. Dear mom, You are the only person who never let me down when circumstances made me lose all my hopes. You were the rainbow of hope after thundering storm. I would have lost the battle of my dream, if you weren't there to hold me up. Today your daughter, with her bright future, is shining like a star and all the credit goes to none o

This is an entry for blog of the month, March 2020. Monday brought judgment from my fellows, Tuesday, started out with their betrayal,  On Wednesday, friends turned the betrayal mellow, Thursday brought wards that made me feel frail, Friday was too busy to see if I was fine, On Saturday, I held a scalpel like a knife, On Sunday, I reminisced about my best life. Maheen Mansoor  3rd Year  FJMU

This is an external entry for blog of the month, March 2020 March 31, 2020. Dear Mom, I feel incredibly indebted to have you as my mother. When I started writing about you so many reminiscences came into my mind, recollections that will live in my head and heart for my whole life. You are capable of strength , empathy , humility , understanding , forgiveness ,faithfulness, kindness , generosity, compassion ,integrity. Love is your obvious quality. You are not just my mother, you are my first friend, best friend my forever friend. Your pure, unconditional love is a blessing for me. I still remember my first day in school and my childhood, that how I made you mad and you would sit down with me after my mistakes and give me lesson about good and evil, ups and downs and I thought it was boring but now I know it was to make me a better person. You rebuked me when i deserved it, and I thought it was unfair but now I know it was to make me strong and staunch. You purposely failed

This is an external entry for blog of the month, March 2020 The initiation- as the gleaming king of the skies rose up to boast upon the ailing airs, The follow up- as the virus resolved to embed itself in every living being in sight, The continuation- as life suffered and howled in the swarming canals of Venice, The result- as the withering city was welcomed by the embracing arms of death, The quarantine- as their humble abodes became their sole ray of hope to linger in the world of living, The melody- as spirits soared amidst their odd unification from the balconies of their homes, The termination- as nature finally took over to manifest itself, as swans and dolphins returned, as the water flowed clear once more Aamina Sajid Shalamar Medical and Dental College, Lahore