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True Love--it cant get any purer than this!

I might have become a published author. I might even call myself an avid writer. I might be able to say that I make good portraits. (click on link to see my latest pictures)

But nothing, absolutely nothing I do, can ever match up to this !(click on image to enlarge)



Awwwwww...!! I couldn't help sharing this.

I  felt totally blessed and felt like the luckiest person in the world!

I saw myself through my daughter's eight year old eyes.
To her, I am perfect. (for now.)

Who am I to deny?!

Comments

  1. oh, so beautiful.. what more does a mama want than being considered a best friend by her little angel?
    really beautiful potrait!
    and I am FIRST!!:)

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  2. Written in all her innocencce. A very loving daughter you have :)

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  3. Beautifully written by Purvi..

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  4. Soooo sweet!! One may or may not be perfect,but it's such a wonderful feeling when such an innocent kid tells you that, isn't it?

    And I think such a bond can be shared only between a mother and a daughter..what say?

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  5. that is so sweet. touch wood & god bless.

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  6. Wow! Only kids can make us feel so perfect!

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  7. I guess the best gift god gave us are our kids and their unconditional love and admiration.
    if we now could strive to deserve it a bit better...

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  8. Well...children are mostly right. So when they say you're perfect...you are :)

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  9. awwww...truly adorable and you are the luckiest person. Have been a silent admirer of your blog, and nothing could stop me from commenting after seeing Purvi's drawing :)

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  10. totally makes me go awwwww...:)

    she gave you high heels too!

    :) :) :)

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  11. very touching, preeti. I can understand how you feel. Me too a mom of a girl and a boy who just adore and love their parents. BTW your daughter has made you more beautiful with your long tresses.

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  12. Total bliss !
    I totally love the way she has drawn her princess-mommy......beautiful

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  13. soooooooo cute ! :))

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  14. Very touching! May God bless !!

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  15. I know how absolutely magical this moment might have been for you! Its sooooo sweet!! Both you and little Purvi are going to look back at this moment many times in the future...

    muuuuuah!!! to Purvi :)

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  16. So cute :) Lovable !

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  17. Now... that is why I want a daughter!
    ( whenever I decide to have kids thats ;) )

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  18. absolutely adorable...

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  19. aww :)
    super cute!
    to read ths when i'm missing my mom so much today!

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  20. awwwwwwww - will email you how i felt :)

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  21. its good. Better than Monalisa.

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  22. Your charcoal sketches are awesome.
    Really brilliant.
    But comparing your sketches with that made by your daughter is like comparing streets with superhighways.
    lol ;-)

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  23. Very beautiful. Bless you purvi.

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  24. Preeti, That's really wow!! great work by Purvi!! She has a superb neat handwriting too!!!
    2 thumbs up!
    Gayu

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  25. Hi Preeti,
    This are Is when a person with capabilities of composing or drafting stories or poem at any moment, would go speechless.

    The Picture is just amazing, btw, she loves your hair style :-0

    Cheers and have fun,
    Anish

    p.s. If you have time visit my blog page, i uploaded some images and video of people enjoying first spring weekend in Central park

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  26. That is so beautiful touch wood! And I LOVE the way she has drawn you, including the long hair and the crown :)

    Cheers,

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  27. Aww ..So cute!!! :)

    Preeti, your daughter is such a sweetheart!! :-)

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  28. Awesome !!! Im reading your blogs after a looong time .. and this one made me smile !! :)

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  29. awww is all I can say too:)
    God bless the lil darling:)
    Its a beautiful bond mothers and daughters have...I can so identify with the letter...its how I saw and still see my mom:)

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  30. Only kids can make such innocent , remarkable comments, leaving an indelible impression on ur heart :-)

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  31. Just beautiful.something you will always treasure.

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  32. Soo Cutttteee :) Both are blessed to have each other :) Stay Happy always.God bless :)

    Cheers
    Mridula

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  33. a beautiful piece of writin . simple short n very sweet

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  34. Shaggy: Thank you :)

    Mridula: God Bless you and your family too

    Ruch:Thanks :)

    Starry:Thank U :)

    Shubhika: I agree :)

    Indyeah: Lucky u :) Stay blessed

    Jyotiajay: thank you :)

    Euphoria: happy it did and welcome back :)

    Anusha: Yes :) Thank you :)

    Palsworld: Thank you :) Long long hair :)

    Anish: will do--yes she does admire my hair :)

    Gayu: Thank you

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  35. Chitra; thank you

    Dev: Thank you :) I like my portraits more than my charcoal sketches--and I agree with what you said about the comparison :)

    Anel : for me it indeed is :)

    Shachi: yes :)

    Sucheta: awww--call her!

    Sidhu: Thank you :)

    Aathira; May your desires come true!

    Anu:Thank you:)

    Swati: Thank you :)

    MS: hope so :) Thank you :)

    Mamta: Thank you :)

    Life begins: thank you :)

    Asha: yes! She loves my hair

    Suma: Yeah--a girl's got to have heels :)

    Himani:Thank you for delurking :)Happy you enjoy it. :)

    Meira: Who are we to deny :)

    Lohit: I think i do deserve it :P :)

    wanderlust: yes I agree

    Mindspace: touchwood

    Varsha: i think any parent and child--depends on how close you are. i was very close to my dad

    Renjith: Thank you


    Sundari:Thank you

    Arjun:Thank you :)

    Swathy:Yes--you were FIRST..I agree :) But mothers always want more--as in they want the BEST things for their children

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  36. Being a mother to two daughters, I can relate to this. I'm always flattered and bewildered when I get gifts like this one you've been given.

    As adults we know we aren't perfect, yet to our children, who idealize everything-we are the BEST.

    There is an important lesson here I think. Thanks for sharing Purvi's grand vision with us...she is bang on the money. Princess Preeti IS fabulous. xoxo
    (But then again, so is Princess Purvi)

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  37. Chakkarummaaaaaa and a huge hug to Purvikutti! How about posting her latest picture?

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  38. Maddy: Chakkarumma wil surely giveher :) Do add me on FB where all the latest pics are visible to my friends. I dont share my childrens pictures on the Internet which is open to all. Somehow feel very strongly about it--especially now, after becoming a published author. Am sure you understand.

    Gillian: Oh yes--their love is totally overwhelming :)

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  39. So blessed indeed! :)

    You both will ALWAYS be perfect for each other! :)

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  40. Simply marvelous! No wonder you feel blessed!

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  41. marvelous ..........n wonder its the best gift:-)

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