Sunday, 27 March 2016

My Angel 







A different kind of an angel that came into my life in fact it comes to everyone. The angel in my life got nothing supernatural power yet so powerful and unique from others. She not only let see this world but tremendously altered my life. The environment that my Angel was living in olden days was in dimmed house and her services were completely pure from her effort. There wasn’t any advance technologies to accelerate and make it uncompleted of her loaded works. She got help from her partner and sometimes from her parents. Her nights were spent on a thin layer of carpet on a hard wooden floor and thin slice of blanket to loveliest son to his parents wrap up us. Her palm filled with red blisters pat over my head. As I lay beneath her arm she warms my fragile body. Some years later when I turned 5 years old, her partner, my dad and loveliest son to his parents was no longer supportive to her.  Due to his illness and he was bed ridden for almost a year and he was in the verge of losing his breath forever. He was trying his best to communicate and gesture to cheer. His dream was to hug each of us but his effort was in vain and pain.

Those moments are agonizing and melancholic memories to me, to my angel and other siblings. She was completely broken and in despair and occasionally she forgot to breast feed our youngest brother who was just a year ago. Her days were like a rainy days as salty tears and sweats drop endlessly. Not knowing how to start a day, no answers for the queries that other people have. She wished to cease her all activities and sleep until her pains get over. But she got no choice, four of us were there not knowing how to console her rather complaining and fighting each other over small cause. At least three eldest sisters were better than us. With their aid the funerals and rituals were over effectively. Heartbroken angel was now backbone of our family. Although she couldn’t send my three elder sisters to school because they were her helping hand but she did for four of us. She put her all efforts and earn some amount to fulfill our needs and wants. Regardless of thorny days, harsh weather and cruel environment she focus on her work from dawn to dusk.





Occasionally, the flash back of that moment lingers in her mind; the moments when she yells for a help, sobbing out loud, moving the cold body to and fro and health workers were helpless. Even the medicine worth of millions dollars have not wake him up from his eternal sleep. Nevertheless, as time heals everything the period of worst phase disappearing slowly. Now, with each passing day, he worries and stress amplified. Though, she was in pain and tired extremely, we didn’t notice a bit. She was constantly working, constantly standing, and no breaks. She hides her grief from us thinking that we might hurt us by her feelings. She gathers all her energy to work harder and saved even a little amount for us. She tried every possible route to produce money. She never let us down; accomplished needs and wants of all seven of us. She understood everything just by gazing at our face. Moreover, she has to run an errand for my 80 years old grandpa and 75 years old grandma.  They are now like a child. They always have something to comment on whatever she does. But I am not blaming them because it’s a nature of our life. At some point we will be the same. I understand them fully. So, my dear angel, my Mom doesn’t lose faith and hope. I know how much you have suffered and how much you endure it so far. I completely understand you, like the way you used to do.

And please hold on to the fact that someday your daughter will brighten your life and take you out of sam-sa-ra.  I am sorry that I am of no use when you needed me the most. I rather increases burden for you. I can only be sorry mom. I wanted to thank you each and every morning and before going to bed. But due to distance between us and numerous complications I cannot thank you. Even then I always thank you in my heart. You know, I would say that you have a degree in finance, medicine, and arts because I am amaze how you manage finance and cure our diseases when we were ill. Amaze to the way you makes our life so beautiful without any colorful paints and drawings. You showed us how to love, care believes and to smile to the world that we can do it. That’s why you are angel of my heart. I promise and I believe that there won’t be a mother like her in this world. I won’t be able to find one like her even in my next life. The courageous and loveliest mother I ever saw. Oh! God you gifted me the greatest mother who played a role of my father as well as her role and tranquility flourished in my family.


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