I am not the person you are looking for,she said coldly..
As she was about to leave,they stood,stopping her..
But you are our mother,they wishpered brokenly..
And she stayed..
With them..
Forgetting the man who was waiting for her,in that lone place..
Coming to seek her,when he found her,she was dressed in glazing robes .
And he asked her what was all that..
The answer he got was..
He should accept too..
That this is who she was..
And he laughed..
One day,I hope,you would be able to accept too..
And left..
