Mother had her duppatta spread over her hands that were extended for prayer, she was silently whispering to ALLAH, what she said with her watery eyes and in silent pledges, only HE knows better.
Quietly, I crept right next to her, placed my head her on her lap and said, "Ma, I love you the most."
She humbly smiled, kissed my cheek and said, "I love you too, beta."
I said, "I know you love me more, but I love you with all the capacity I have to love and I don't understand how more love is even possible. I also know that ALLAH loves me 70 times of what you love me, but I can't even begin to understand how much of love that is."
She smiled again, kissed my forehead and held up her hands to the LORD and continued her silent whispers while I waited for her prayers to end.
There is no moral or anything, I just wanted to share this treasured moment.
