It was a pleasant evening of August 15th, the drizzle and cool breezes were bringing peace to hearts. In this joy and happiness, I met a human being. Seeing his casual style and his mischievous daughter, I asked, "How many sons do you have?" No sooner had I asked this than a heartbreaking story began. He said, "The number of children is only two, but this second child suffers from a mental illness. It happened that when this innocent was only 9 months old, one day he suddenly fell from the bed, as a result of which the most important part of his brain was injured. We immediately took him to a famous hospital in Nagpur. The doctors expressed their helplessness and openly said that this is beyond our ability, now there is no ray of hope, but we will try, so please sign these papers." Helplessly, with a pounding heart, we signed. After waiting for 3 days, the doctors collected their bill and referred him.
In a state of chaos, we took him to Lata Mangeshkar Hospital. Fortunately, the doctor was not there. Seeing this chaotic situation, we immediately decided to take him to the hospital that has great expertise in mental treatment.
On the one hand, failures were encountered at every step, and on the other hand, the innocent life was forced to spend its last moments on a ventilator. The parents' hearts were in their mouths, the financial strength was refusing to support, there was nothing in the pocket except bills and a few papers, now the courage was breaking, the morale was failing, but seeing this withering bud, the parents' courage shouted out loud
,"I am still young, I am still young,
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The encouraging voice of courage struck their hearts and souls, what was it? The parents resolved that no matter what happens now, they will not lose courage, they will support this innocent until his last breath. In this turbulent state, their car reached the hospital. When they were informed about the fees there, the ground slipped from under their feet. One lakh per day?? Were the calamities not enough that more came?
But that was the father's courage, wasn't it? When could he give up?? When could his courage break? This mountain of determination and courage borrowed money from people and admitted his child to the emergency ward. Then the same old method, those doctors secured their signatures to avoid responsibility. In short, after three days, the doctors gave the good news that your child has won the battle of life, but the wounds he suffered will remain his companions for life. As soon as they heard this, the parents jumped with joy. Those poor parents paid two lakh seventy thousand rupees and returned home in this happiness that
"Spring has come again, a ray of hope has shone."
Even after struggling with all these troubles and passing through dangerous paths, the mental illness remained. I asked, "After wandering from door to door, city to city, street to street, and struggling with the thorns of these valleys of hardships, when he could not recover, did you not get disappointed??" Listen to the answer! He immediately said that my light of eyes is in front of my eyes, who has won the battle of life, what else do I need besides this? Allahu Akbar, O Lord of the two worlds, what a unique blessing you have given, we are the ones who are ungrateful and do not appreciate this great blessing.
This is just one incident that has been conveyed to you, otherwise there are hundreds of such incidents where these mothers sob and cry seeing their children entangled in troubles, as if "There is neither the strength to see nor the strength to watch it." Do we even know how many sacrifices these mothers make? Are we even aware of the height of their courage? Just think, whether it is the freezing winds of December or the hot winds of June, their courage never fails, there is no decrease in the flight of courage, they wake up at dawn and raise their hands in prayer in the court of God, they put their desires aside at every turn of life! They fill their children's stomachs while staying hungry themselves, they face all kinds of troubles to make their children reach the heights of success,
, but, but, the cycle of time never remains loyal to anyone ْْْْ;
A time comes when they become old, they get used to forgetting, they become victims of anger and rage over small things, these are such difficult stages where the happiness of serving is not granted to everyone, just look at the new generation! Appreciation is far away, they go to the extreme of shamelessness, in short, there is a lot to write, but
"What the eyes are seeing, let it come to the lips."
, I stop the pen here and at the time of departure, I request you to remember! This is the personality who will guide you at every turn, will be the navigator of the boat of courage, and will encourage the faltering steps, as if
If they navigate, the boat will cross
It is Naseer, otherwise it is difficult for you to cross like this
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8/11/2021
This article was written a long time ago
Abul Fazl Haideri