Hi everybody! I am PK and live in Delhi. I love this site and going to narrate my true story to all of you. I was born in UP and lived in Lucknow for around 20 years. Now I am 26 and living in Delhi with my mom Shanti and our daughter Aakansha. As my father died in 1992 when I was only 18 in Lucknow and being the only son I had the responsibility to brought up my mother. Although he left a good amount of money for both of us to live comfortably for the remaining part of our lives but I wanted to do something on my own but my mother insisted me to finish my studies first and then do something else. Therefore I continued with my studies while helping my mother to settle in life after the death of my father.
My mother loved me very much and always guided me wherever I needed guidance. She was the best mother I have ever seen. She was taking care of all needs of mine. But she was a woman too who had desires & senses as she was barely 37 when my father died. I was in 12th class and I used to come home at around 2’O clock from my school. At that time my mother used to watch TV programs and used to hug me every day whenever I came back from the school and still she used to put off my clothes and shoes etc. And after that she used to serve lunch to me. At the lunch-time she used to ask me about my school, my friends especially my girlfriends. She always focused much of her talk on my girlfriends and liked to ask whether I liked anyone of them or not. Sometimes I said her yes and sometime no. If I said yes to her she would then ask why I like that girl and why not. After lunch and chatting we used to watch the TV programs and then go to sleep in the afternoon in the same room as that time I had no ill intentions about my mother.