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Mum. Maa. Amma. Maata. Madre.

Different words in different languages for that one person whose love cannot be put to words: Mother. A mother is the only person in this world who will love you with all her heart and without any expectations. She is the only person who would want to see you achieve more than what she has.

In celebration and honor of mothers around the world, Nestle came up with the campaign #ProudToBeMyMum that focuses on healthy & positive habits that we pick from our moms which have enabled us to be who we are. This campaign also focuses on the children’s perspective on how their mothers are a source of inspiration for them.

People took to Twitter and Facebook to pour their heart about how their mother has inculcated healthy habits in them and to thank her for all her sacrifices.

Some put pen to paper to thank the superwoman in their life.

Some expressed their gratitude through music.

Others used the magic of their words to thank their mother for raising a creative storm like them.

While this adorable mother-daughter duo won our hearts with their singing.

It’s safe to say that a lot of who we are is because of our mothers. We have picked so many of their habits and may be someday our children would learn the same from us. This beautiful relationship between a child and a mother is so sacred that it gets hard to put it to words.

Through this hashtag, #ProudToBeMyMum , I’d like to thank my mother for making me who I am today. Here’s hoping that maybe someday I can be half as amazing as her so I can rejoice and say, “I am #ProudToBeMyMum .”


Resurrection (Guest Post by Shahroze Jafar)

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Sitting here with dried up ink pot and fresh, piercing thoughts.

I will attempt to note down my vivid emotions on paper.

I cannot cry.

I try and I try but not a single tear leaves my eye, rolls down my cheeks and falls in the dried up ink pot.

But here I sit, beginning to weep my thoughts and make the paper flooded with it once more,

Because this is the only way I can cry.

Will you be my everything?


Will you be my home?
The place where I can lay my sword down after a day’s battle.
Will you be my shelter?
When the rain outside is pouring and the thunder begins to rattle.
Will you be my logic?
When reasons fail me and the world plays tricks with my heart.
Will you be my guiding star?
When I lose my way to you and the distance tears us apart.
Will you be my rainbow?
When all I see is black and white and I’m scared trembling in the dark.
Will you be my everything?
When I lose my will to hold on and misplace my spark.
Will you?