You dare to disobey your Mother?
“Your mother bore you for nine months; she watched her feet swell; she struggled to climb stairs, she got breathless quick; she bore excruciating pain; she suffered many sleepless nights; she became your nurse; your chef; your teacher; your cleaner; your laundrette; your friend. She struggled for you, but not once did she see it as a struggle. Not once did she develop regrets. After all this how dare you say, ‘uff’?