This was the view from our room in Tirumala. We could see two windmills. There were so many Chrishtmas trees and the roads reminded me of Queenstown, NZ.
2 nights and 2 days trip with an infant and a schedule to catch.
It is beautiful place but we are hurring everything so much. I wanted to hold his hand a stroll around the beach. I did but it wasn’t so special because I was very consious.
How much a child loves his/her mother! It’s unbelievable how many times a child calls her in a day or an hour itself. They don’t get tired of looking at her beautiful heart and hiding michiefly to make her smile. So precious a mother is to every child. Her voice and her fragrance gives so much comfort, love and homeliness.
If only one can tell, if it’s a mother’s beauty or a child’s innocence that has made this relation so pure and heartwarming. Every bond is so great to look at and notice how they care for each other.