Both my mother and I are very headstrong women. Though I am very, very close to her, there are things which we strongly disagree on. That's when problems arise. Having lived in three cities, I now know that it's just not with me. All of us have issues with our mothers. For us, girls, this is our 'mid-term crisis'.

My mom is a busy woman. She is an entrepreneur. It's a wonder how she manages work and home so effectively. I am interning as of now and by the time I reach home, my body fails me and refuses to let me even sit upright. It's a mystery then, how she has spent night after night looking after my brothers and me, how she has been awake the whole night whenever any of us would fall ill.

When she tells me her woes, her grief, I might act stern and emotionless but at night when I sleep, that's the only thing that goes around in my head.

And although I know that we will continue to have our mother-daughter tiffs even in the future, I know she will be the one person still standing behind me whenever I topple over a stone and fall.

Mom, this one is for all the things that you have done for me..I love you.