Life makes us go through unexpected experiences. When I was
in college I got bitten by the love bug. I was young and naive. In the meanwhile
my family arranged my marriage with a boy of their choice. I did not have the
courage to tell them the truth. So I eloped with my boyfriend and got married
to him in the court. Due to my eloping with a boy of another caste my
family faced rebuke and humiliation and under pressure of society they disowned
me. Even my husband’s parents did accept
me as their daughter in law and as a result me and my husband had to rent a
house and started living in it.All though I was happy with my husband but I missed my parents immensely. The fact that I had hurt the feelings of my parents and especially that of my mother caused me a lot of stress and mental agony. However I could not muster up the courage to go back to her. My husband wanted to get a better job so that
he could support his family. He got a job in the gulf. He promised that either
he would come back in a few months or call me. A few days after he left I
slipped and hurt myself badly. My husband could not leave everything and come
back to attend to me. I was in so much pain that I could hardly move. I saw
my entire life flash in front of my eyes. I remembered how my mother and my
father used to take care of me. How my father used to take me for a joy ride on
his scooter. The cool air hitting my face used to give me the feel of ultimate
freedom. When I used to come back from school my mother used to serve my
favorite dish to me which she used to so lovingly make for me. When my pain became
unbearable one of my neighbors
telephoned my mother to inform her that I had hurt myself and needed her help.
I had little hope of getting any help from my mother as she had vowed never to
see my face as I had eloped and married against her wishes. Yet within a short
time I found her in front of me She held me in her arms and I wept uncontrollably. She took care of every need of mine and nursed
me back to health. Being once again together with my mother relieved my pain to
a great deal. This injury of mine had came as a blessing in disguise. Initially
my mother took care of me but would not talk to me however the balm of
togetherness worked its magic and when I asked for forgiveness she lovingly
hugged me. Those days that my mother lived with me are the most precious and
treasured days of my life. I have realized the value of togetherness and vowed
never to hurt the feelings of my family again. Now we are again #together and
happier than we ever were
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