
. The world in the eyes of the mother.
My mother lost an eye. That was the main reason for my illness. If she was with me everyone would want to know, what is she my mother. I was so embarrassed then that I did not know what to say.
The mother had to cook in an elementary school to support the family. One day he came to the class to inquire about my studies from the teachers. My head was bowing in shame as he spoke to Sir. I was cursing and cursing him in my mind. When I went to school the next day, a classmate of mine came and said, “Is the one-eyed female cook who came yesterday her mother?
I was dying of shame to hear this. I returned home in a bad mood and told my mother, you have humiliated me in front of everyone by showing this weird look of yours. Please go to hell and set me free. In her opinion, it is better not to have a one-eyed mother than to have one.
I insulted him a lot that day; But he did not answer a word. He stood silently and listened to my words. When I finished, he very politely walked away from me. I did not regret that day for such arrogant behavior. I know why, I was annoyed to see him. I never wanted to think about whether he was hurt by my words or not. I'm just thinking about myself
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I used to. I thought, if I get a job after finishing my studies, I will leave him and go away. I will live happily in peace alone; But after so many insults, my mother always thought about me and my studies.
By working hard, at one stage I got the first place in the higher secondary examination. I also got a scholarship to study at a university in Singapore. After finishing my studies from there, I came back to the country after a few years. I got a good job. Let's get married. And, I bought a huge house and lived there in peace. I never thought about my mother. Besides, I never wanted to see him anywhere. I never asked him to come to see my wife and children. Even my children did not know that their grandmother was alive. Happily my Mao did not try to meet me for many days. Perhaps he realized that I hated him. I like him too; But there is always a pull for the child in the mind of the mother. One day he got the address and came to my house. As soon as the doorbell rang, my children saw my blind mother and started laughing.
I was very insulted to see him out. I said, what a surprise! Have you come to my house All my life I have been humiliated and insulted for you. Now I am a little happier and at peace, but you can't stand it. Have you come to frighten my children with your ugly face?
He said in a calm voice, ‘I beg your pardon, Dad. I forgot the road and came here. I'm leaving right now. With that he began to walk slowly without waiting any longer. He was having a hard time walking with a broken body due to age. However, his suffering did not cause me any distress that day. One day I received an invitation from the school to reunite the alumni. Mine. As far as I know, my mother was working as a school cook at that time. Another to the wife. Talking about going somewhere, I went to the school reunion. Out of curiosity Meeting my previous neighbors to find the old house.
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Feel free to wake up. Still, I had no desire to see my mother. Going home. When I heard from the neighbors that my mother was dead. I'm not sorry either. I did not shed a single tear. A neighbor came and said that my mother had left a letter for me before she died. When the neighbor handed me the letter, I didn't want to open it. What else will the old woman write? Probably cursed me in vain; But what if I opened the letter and started reading:
‘Dear son, I sincerely wanted you to grow up by learning to read. Be established in society. Today you have established yourself as a prosperous man. I have been wanting to see Tayma for a long time. So I went to Tayma's house without saying anything that day. I'm sorry to scare your children. I did not understand. I have reprimanded myself for doing such an unjust thing. I'm glad to hear you come to the reunion. I thought I could see you at a glance; But then I thought, I shouldn't go to school. Because, I don't want you to ever be in front of people again for me. Meanwhile, I do not have the strength to get out of bed. For so many years, I kept a word to myself. Today I am telling you that secret word, Taema had an accident when she was six. One of Tayma's eyes was lost in that accident. My father, it is not possible for a mother anywhere in the world to bear the loss of one of her son's eyes. Moreover, losing his eyes, Tayma was in unbearable pain. He could not move in good faith. I was very upset to see your condition; But I could not afford to buy Taema's operation with money. So, after much thought, I donated one of my own eyes to you so that you would not have any trouble in life. After the operation, the doctor lifted one of my eyes and gave it to Taema. If only you knew how happy I was to be able to give you one eye! Whenever I thought that my child would see the world with my own eyes, I knew the language of Bejhana. No. I don't know if I will ever see you again. Yet I pray, wherever you are, may Allah keep you healthy.
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Outstanding article.