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Mom you are always right!!!

A tough week at work...
Without any perk...

Started taking toll on me...
Adding to my agony...

Head started spinning...
Tiring my wing...

Massaging my head made me aware of the reality!!

My hairs have become like hay...
Ohh!! Mom I now realise what you used to say...

Applying Oil daily...
And using shampoo weekly...

Having a calm mind makes good start...
Nourishing your hair makes you look smart...

Finding a way to settle this pain, Mom with you now I agree...

The very same night I had a massage with oil...
Mom you have magic in your fingers, you made the pain spoil...

Next Morning had shower with Sunsilk shampoo...
And a conditioner to compliment, There!! my confidence grew...

Feeling recharged!! Taking my step forward moving ahead...
Mom you are always right!! To you I bow my head...




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Abhishek Gorale

A software engineer by profession and a curious blogger by will. An ambivert who balances his creative and geeky sides.


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