Someday… Change an ordinary day

Someday…  Try to celebrate her ordinary day… 

Why is that you need a Valentines day… 

Some day… Be her surprise valentine on an ordinary day…

 

Why is that you wait for mornings and nights to bid her them a good one…

Someday….. Try send her a text to make her smile in not so ordinary way…

 

Why is that she’s just a part of the day and not the whole day is hers….

Someday…. Besides visiting a new place, plan a visit to her heart and listen to her ordinary tales…

 

Why is that you wait for occasions to write her letters…

Someday write one to amaze her and frame another occasion in an ordinary space…

 

Why do you wait for friendship days, to tie a band on her wrist… 

Someday…. Besides sending funny billingsgate, write her what boon she is in your ordinary date…

 

Why do you wait for Mother’s day to make her feel loved….

Someday… Help her in the kitchen and giv her some time away from her ordinary place…. 

 

Why is that people cry tears, when she dies.. 

Someday…. Listen to all she has to say, She’s an old grandmother… Do not restrict her to just an ordinary face….

 

Why is that you judge her by the length of her robes.. 

Someday… Accept her the way she’s and widen up your ordinary brains….

 

Why is that you swear to keep the space clean only on Environment Day… 

Someday… Litter less and clean more to save the Earth from your ordinary trait….

 

Why is that we are restricted by prejudices and limited by horizons… 

Someday….  Rise above your limits and recast your being to change ordinary realms… 

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