It's Women's Day....
But I want to talk about us.
The children.
And I'll take a little bit of your time for the same.
I insist.
Yes, I get it..everyone's mom is the best mom and she's a blessing and all the statuses that follow as a trend in here..
But now I have concrete proof.
There's something that's been eating me up from the inside for a while now.
And today, when I tell you this,
It's not about any stranger..it's not anyone I met out of nowhere.
She's my own aunt.
A lady who's seen me grow..
A mother of two and a widow of a handsome army officer.
The lady in the picture;
Her name is Prem.
The name means 'Love'.
You'll get the irony in a moment.
As everyone's mother..she raised her son to make him a successful man.
The son wanted to start a business.
Wanted money..
Got the money from his father..
Invested; and lost all of it.
Wanted to try again.
The father supported.
Lost all the money in gambling.
Came back the third time.
The father, a brace heart army officer; denied.
He abused.
Left the house.
Father's ego stopped Uncle from stopping him.
But his mother?
She begged his son and his wife to come back home.
She convinced Uncle to help him.
The father took a loan of 50 lakh.
Helped him set up a factory.
The gambler lost everything again.
Yes, I know..it's crazy but then..this is what happened.
A total debt of 80 Lakh Rupees on uncle just to make his son stand on his feet, all wasted.
The brave heart couldn't take this pressure of humiliation and embarrassment.
Had a paralysis attack.
The mother silently accepted everything happening around.
Cried her eyes and supported her half dead husband and her son too.
Uncle passed away..of a heart attack(get the irony?)
And here's the reason I'm telling you the story:-
The son and his wife stole everything his father owned in the world and sold it.
Did a fraud with her mother and got her to sign all the properties and sold them too.
Sold away the house they stayed in and escaped without telling the mother.
All she was left with..were some broken utensils, some rough paper work and a harmonium. And a letter that were a rough plan made by uncle of how big his son would turn in future.
The son burnt away all the official papers of uncle that would prove he was in the army.
Threw away the insurance papers that could have saved the mother's future.
She was literally thrown away to live alone in a different city hiding from the people her son took loan from.
And the story doesn't stop here!
The son who technically killed his father lost this money too....and now it sounds funny to even consider how is that possible?
But that's what happened.
Her mother who by now..lost 37 kg of her weight, suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure get a call from her son that he's in danger and he needs some money to clear off some guys' debts.
Everyone in the family denied.
Ordered; stated; requested not to do him any more favours.
But she did.
Sold away the last of her property and gave him the money and believe me, she said this,
"BETA HAI NA..bhatak Gaya hai..toh Kya hua..hum toh maa hain..bete ke liye marr bhi jayenge."
I don't feel like telling anything else.
Lost her husband.
Her son.
Her home.
Her office, her only source of livelihood.
Went to a village to live where nobody knows her.
Her son did things that makes his own brothers sisters to kill him and end the pain everyone in the family has been going through...
But not his mom.
She wills to die for him..
She cannot see him in pain..
She wants to help him even when she literally has nothing to give to anyone.
I learnt the power a mother holds.
And I'm not sure if our generation..no matter how mature we may sound on our profiles, gets it.
She's the most insanely powerful thing we've been blessed with.
Someone who can overlook everything and still love you unconditionally..
It has be a god-like creature.
And this one's out to each and everyone's mother..and a message to everyone who reads this..I am not sure about you all but I hate myself for shouting at my mom..or being angry at her for calling me when I'm late or being up till I'm home...
And this Mother's Day..
I salute this power.
And I thank them for being the Angels they've always been.
And promise to respect her more than anyone in this world..and tell her that I love her.
To all the mothers and mothers to-be,
I respect you and I love you all!
# SSRisHere
# ChangeLives
#Happymothersday
#Happywomensday2019
But I want to talk about us.
The children.
And I'll take a little bit of your time for the same.
I insist.
Yes, I get it..everyone's mom is the best mom and she's a blessing and all the statuses that follow as a trend in here..
But now I have concrete proof.
There's something that's been eating me up from the inside for a while now.
And today, when I tell you this,
It's not about any stranger..it's not anyone I met out of nowhere.
She's my own aunt.
A lady who's seen me grow..
A mother of two and a widow of a handsome army officer.
The lady in the picture;
Her name is Prem.
The name means 'Love'.
You'll get the irony in a moment.
As everyone's mother..she raised her son to make him a successful man.
The son wanted to start a business.
Wanted money..
Got the money from his father..
Invested; and lost all of it.
Wanted to try again.
The father supported.
Lost all the money in gambling.
Came back the third time.
The father, a brace heart army officer; denied.
He abused.
Left the house.
Father's ego stopped Uncle from stopping him.
She begged his son and his wife to come back home.
She convinced Uncle to help him.
The father took a loan of 50 lakh.
Helped him set up a factory.
The gambler lost everything again.
Yes, I know..it's crazy but then..this is what happened.
A total debt of 80 Lakh Rupees on uncle just to make his son stand on his feet, all wasted.
The brave heart couldn't take this pressure of humiliation and embarrassment.
Had a paralysis attack.
The mother silently accepted everything happening around.
Cried her eyes and supported her half dead husband and her son too.
Uncle passed away..of a heart attack(get the irony?)
And here's the reason I'm telling you the story:-
The son and his wife stole everything his father owned in the world and sold it.
Did a fraud with her mother and got her to sign all the properties and sold them too.
Sold away the house they stayed in and escaped without telling the mother.
All she was left with..were some broken utensils, some rough paper work and a harmonium. And a letter that were a rough plan made by uncle of how big his son would turn in future.
The son burnt away all the official papers of uncle that would prove he was in the army.
Threw away the insurance papers that could have saved the mother's future.
She was literally thrown away to live alone in a different city hiding from the people her son took loan from.
And the story doesn't stop here!
The son who technically killed his father lost this money too....and now it sounds funny to even consider how is that possible?
But that's what happened.
Her mother who by now..lost 37 kg of her weight, suffers from diabetes and high blood pressure get a call from her son that he's in danger and he needs some money to clear off some guys' debts.
Everyone in the family denied.
Ordered; stated; requested not to do him any more favours.
But she did.
Sold away the last of her property and gave him the money and believe me, she said this,
I don't feel like telling anything else.
Lost her husband.
Her son.
Her home.
Her office, her only source of livelihood.
Went to a village to live where nobody knows her.
Her son did things that makes his own brothers sisters to kill him and end the pain everyone in the family has been going through...
But not his mom.
She wills to die for him..
She cannot see him in pain..
She wants to help him even when she literally has nothing to give to anyone.
I learnt the power a mother holds.
And I'm not sure if our generation..no matter how mature we may sound on our profiles, gets it.
She's the most insanely powerful thing we've been blessed with.
Someone who can overlook everything and still love you unconditionally..
It has be a god-like creature.
And this one's out to each and everyone's mother..and a message to everyone who reads this..I am not sure about you all but I hate myself for shouting at my mom..or being angry at her for calling me when I'm late or being up till I'm home...
And this Mother's Day..
I salute this power.
And I thank them for being the Angels they've always been.
And promise to respect her more than anyone in this world..and tell her that I love her.
To all the mothers and mothers to-be,
I respect you and I love you all!
# SSRisHere
# ChangeLives
#Happymothersday
#Happywomensday2019
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