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As I got up today, I smelt fresh coffee.I woke up to 1 a cup of it with some biscuits on my bedside table.This reminded me of 2 , the old school and college days, when mom used to wake me up by serving a 3 cup of coffee.The taste is still so 4 in my memories.
A 5 thought hit me, “I was in bed, so who prepared this coffee for me? Is it a dream?”
I pinched(掐)myself, ouch…that hurt, which meant I was not 6 .I walked out of the room with the cup of coffee, 7 my roommate.I asked him whether he prepared that for me, and the answer was YES.
I was relaxed 8 somehow my heart wanted him to say NO, because I wanted to be in a 9 that my mom prepared it for me.The whole 10 reminded me of mom and I 11 her at that moment.
On my way to my office, I was thinking about those days when mom used to cook my 12 meal.I could not 13 any single day when I slept without food.But now, I no longer 14 the food mom cooked.
This very thought 15 tears to my eyes and I decided to call up mom.I reached the office and gave her a call.
The first thing she asked was, “Is everything all right?” I was 16 .And I thought, “How the time has 17 ”.
When I was with her, I used to call her after every hour when I was out with my friends.In those days she 18 asked me what was wrong, as she knew that it was my habit.My call at this point of the day to her meant that I was in 19 .
Time has changed, she is still the same, and it is 20 who have changed.
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