Tuesday, November 21, 2006

sweet old hands



My mama's hands with the ring i brought her from Amritsar.
How many slices of bread she buttered, how many tears she wiped away, how many clothes she made, how many....The sweet hands that cared for me, for us...

and yes as you can see, rheuma runs in the family, so my sisters and me will have the same kind of hands if we ever reach her blessed age.

2 Comments:

Anonymous satvinder said...

hardworking hands...

sweet post bhenji.

Wednesday, November 22, 2006 11:05:00 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Sonia
This is beautiful.

Saturday, November 25, 2006 5:58:00 AM  

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