When I was just a child and was plucking flowers to adorn the chosen deities
my mother always cautioned me in a loud and pertinent voice
'don't pluck all keep atleast one for the mother plant'
I was not actually understanding the important intricacy in the advice
Now I've sufficiently grown in maturity and status too and also observing keenly the incidents that eventually hurt the hearts of parents who for some reason or other lost their lone children to unusual and untimely deaths
Every mind and soul sympathize the situation with the whole heart the roaring cries... come and reach my ears as splashing skies and dare to resonate in my heart altogether
I pray to the Almighty to kindly shower the mercy on this unfortunate lot, and plead to deliver a meaningful message to their residual part of life.
