Yahan pyaar bahut milta hai

Yahan pyaar bahut milta hai...

Anger engulfed her often...in a flash she would stomp out red faced...spankings to her siblings were violent and frequent...

She detested the word anath...orphan. 'Anath kya hota hai mein janti huan' she had once said with tears streaming down her cheeks...

A young teen she was then...her youngest sibling just 3 yrs old...when COVID...in just 10 days had snatched away their very own...

It was that vacuum she felt...of being an anath...that spurred us to propel...and motivate her to step out of her abyss and to catapult herself into a successful person...who cares...

A happy teen she is now...a child really...gleeful, funny...at times moody...the anger has subsided...the spankings have long gone...

Driving back the other day...she exclaimed in delight...yahan pyar bahut milta hai...

In Ghar she has found her moorings...her very own...her home...