My mother, Her painted feet

• tillingtheearthwoman.blogspot.com - After the staff had cleansed, scrubbed, cut and filed and massaged her legs, I handed over nail polish—a red polish. She looked at me with grey eyes—Bhavana, I am too old for this. I pressed it back again into her palms....
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Author: Bhavana from chennai, hyderabad, mangalore