Ace and ...

There is a guy called Ace. How do I know him? That's not important, I am not in this story. 

Now there's someone who loves him beyond words. He loves her too. She has been with him through thick and thin, supporting him, guiding him, encouraging him throughout.

Ace has left the city to pursue further studies.And she's still with him. She calls him everyday.

At times he gets irritated by all the fuss she creates about his little things like why he didn't have breakfast, when did he wake up and what was he studying etc. At this he becomes furious and slams the call.

 She doesn't minds it  at all. She never minds...

Once Ace asked her about her health, her recovery from illness and whether she ate properly and had fruit. To this she replied;

"Nothing seems to please when you are not here. The fruit always gets rotten thinking that you too don't take a proper diet there."

ps: Yes, you guessed it right. Who else than a mother?

pps: If you have a mom, there is nowhere you are likely to go where a prayer has not already been. ~Robert Brault