From a son to his mother

The one who brought me into this world,
whose touch was like silk and eyes those of pearl.

She'd hold me close all the time,
so no shadow would fall upon my smile.

Through happiness and sorrow she would always be there,
it was she who taught me how to love and care.

Even in her anger I could find the same love,
angels exist here too and not just in heaven above.

We laughed, we cried, we did everything together,
whenever I saw her I felt just better and better.

As I grew older became distant like never,
but a connection like that can't be lost forever

The love the care the warmth is still the same,
they say it's the generation gap that has occupied lots of space.

And now I see grey hair and the face with wrinkle,
whenever she sees me her eyes still twinkle.

She may not be modern and may at times falter,
I know I am no the best son but feel blessed that she is my mother.

Do the ants know? [part 1]

    Last paper was on 23rd Nov. So, it was obvious that my next post should have been published on 24th. Still, better late than never. To be completely honest, I was playing computer games that I had downloaded during the  sem papers. It's very difficult to keep an eye on time when I am deep into a game. Without further delay, let's get on with the post. But, before that, have you ever observed that wherever you drop a food item, even in the remote places of all, the ants of your house always find a way to get to it. I usually get something to eat when I am watching a movie on my computer. So, it's obvious that I am bound to drop something on the desk. And no surprises, my desk is raided by ants once every 2 weeks. I also keep chocolates in my desk drawer (but the ants don't go in it). The strangest thing happened when on 17th of last month I accidentally left 2 chocolates on my desk. They were kept there for 4 days and not a single ant wandered near them. That got me thinking....