Ashfaq Ahmed often used to say that a man loves a woman while a woman loves her children, I fully understood this that night, it was a spring night in the last year of the last century. I had been married for almost two years. And the eldest son must have been about one year old. There were three people in the room that night, me, my son and his mother!
Two of the three people had a fever, me one hundred and four degrees and my son one hundred and one degrees. Although my condition was much worse than my son’s. However, I felt as if there were only two people in the room, my son and his mother.
The feeling of being badly neglected greatly disturbed my thoughts, but upon running the horse of perception, I realized that woman is the name of that being, who, when she is sacrificed, shows her nothing but her children. does not give Even my husband and especially when his children are in trouble. Along with this conclusion, I also drew another conclusion and that is that if the cure for my son’s pain is his mother’s embrace, then surely my cure is mine.
There will be a mother’s embrace. I got up from the bed and walked towards my mother’s room. It was two o’clock 02Am in the night, but as soon as I opened the door of her room, she immediately sat up as if she was waiting for me. What happened then, just like a one-year-old baby. And with such a heavy dose of attention and love, I was completely healed by the morning.
Then, as if I had made a rule, whenever I was suffering from a small or big problem or illness, instead of going to a doctor or a doctor, I would go straight to the central Mom’s Hospital for attention and treatment. There was no need for me to say anything. The seriousness of the problem could have been estimated just by looking at my appearance.
A medical emergency was declared. me medical They were laid on the bed of the superintendent (mother) and covered with their own blankets. There was therapy and depending on the nature of the disease, I would be discharged in a few hours and sometimes in a few hours. This continued until about three months ago.
It was a cool evening in the middle of November, when I was about to leave the factory for home, I felt that I was not completely healthy, then I decided to have aura therapy and instead of going home, I was present at the service of Maaji (mom). He went, but when he got there, he got to see a different scene. . Mother’s condition was very bad, she was suffering from fever and pain due to her lung problem for the last few days. I forgot myself and got involved in their treatment,
gave different medicines, tried well-known food tips. In short, after about two hours, her condition recovered and she fell asleep. I got up and went home. . Just reached home, barely half an hour had passed when the phone rang, and it was my younger brother’s number. He immediately picked up the phone and asked,
brother, how are you? Brother said, everything is fine. Actually, mother is asking that you were unwell, how are you now? That day, the definition of mother was complete in my mind. A mother is that person who forgets her own pain and self after seeing her children in pain.
