
Whenever my son “Shafeen” encounters any problem, he just cries out “Amma”. That’s why whenever he shouts Amma, I immediately run to him. Then my duty is to find out what his problem is: is he making his pants wet? Is he bitten by a mosquito? Did he fall? Is he hungry? He won’t say anything, but he feels relieved whenever he sees me. He has a blind belief in me, that no matter what problem arises, his mom will solve it.