It was a wonderful morning , golden rays of the sun was covering the
stretched fields , soothing breeze was refreshing the moods of the farmer and
fields were full of green harvest. The atmosphere everywhere was joyous and
electrifying but Tina , the poor girl was sitting beside the window in her room
& sobbing. It was a big day for her , as today was her 16th
birthday. Her friend Mansi entered the room and wished her “ Happy Birthday To
You Tina ” but to her surprise the birthday girl wiped her eyes and replied in
very low mood ‘ Thank You Mansi ’ . She immediately understood that something was
wrong with her so she sat beside the Tina patted her back and asked “ What’s
wrong with you Tina? ” .
Tears started pouring down from Tina’s eyes she was unable
to speak as she cried more loudly but Mansi managed to clam her down after a
while. Now both of them sat beside the window and Tina narrated her the reason
for being upset on such a marvelous day.
Tina told her that it was 24th June 2004 I was
playing in the garden, it was drizzling but we never bothered , even though my
mother was asking us to come inside and play , as she was afraid that we may
catch cold. Suddenly I heard shrilling scream
from inside the house , it was of my mother , all of us rushed inside , my
mother was lying on the kitchen floor and she was looking pale, anyhow my father
managed a ambulance immediately and she was taken to the hospital but our
efforts went in vain as she had severe heart attack and could not survive. That
day I cried a lot, my father was in
great shock but looking at me & my elder brother he never expressed his
feelings. I still remember that my
father helped both of us to sustain and come out of that miserable event. Once
again the life was routine but the calamity struck us once again. This time it
was with my father, just after 6 months
of the sad demise of my mother my father
was detected of having the brain tumor which was in it’s last stage, once again
the doctors were helpless and my father left us alone after just 8 months. That
day I felt that this is the end of my life too but my elder brother Suraj who
was 17 years by then , stood beside me and encouraged me that “ even though it
is tough time for us but the sweet memories of our parents and treasure of
their teaching & blessings is still with us and if we follow it then only
we will be paying true homage to our parents “. His
words acted like ray of hope in those dark moment.
Thereafter my elder brother acted like my parent for me, he took me to eat ice-cream, started
getting me new dresses, spend more & more time with me helping in my studies, even though he had kept no
stone unturned about my care from his side but I still miss my parent a lot. I know for every child their parent are
like angel but for me my parent were my friends , my idol , my angel & my
god. They used to fulfill my all needs like my education , new dresses ,
ice-cream , chocolate etc , but apart from needs they have taught me many
things in my life to which I was very casual but that is my real treasure which
I could understand after I lost them.
They used to teach me that we should never lie to other &
we should be truthful to ourselves because the biggest crime is to deceive our
own soul. They used to teach me moral by way of story every night while I went to sleep in which I learnt that
it is not important to come first in the class or competition but its more
important to participate. At that time they also taught me that even if you
lose the competition it is not end but
it is lesson that we should work hard to succeed next time. They used to teach
me that to look beautiful and good is important but more essential is to be
good by heart & manners because even though if you are most beautiful girl
in the world but you are arrogant & ill mannered then people won’t let you
come near nor they will appreciate your beauty.
Today if my parent would had been alive I would have called
you all for party. I missed them today morning a lot as they were the 1st
one to wish me my birthday and give me hug & gift. Every vacation we used
to go to different places were we used
to enjoy but at the same time I was afraid of new places so my father used to
hold my hand so that I felt secured. I still remember those dark rainy night
when the lighting sound frightened me and then I used to hold my mother whole
night and not let her sleep but she never scolded nor complaint regarding it.
Now when my parent are no more with me sometime I feel left
alone in this world. I always think that how foolish I was when I thought the
things they told me was rubbish, but that was the most valuable treasure I am
having. Our parent are the only one who love us more than their lives &
each word taught to us by them is the sole truth and a jewel whose worth
increases as the days pass.
Mansi, I feel sorry for those children who don’t have parent
but feel more sorry for those who don’t care for them. When their parent grow
old most of the children drive them out their home or send them to old people
home so that they can enjoy the life in their own will, they wont have to spend
on their parents but they forget that their children will behave in similar
fashion with them, they forget that
their parent who starved themselves so that you can have food properly, they
forget the teaching & support their parents had given them when they were
kids and helpless.
Here I would like to tell you & whole world that if you
have parent then respect them, love them, care for them & trust them as
they are mines of precious jewels which will decorate your life & make more
beautiful as the time passes.
I would express my feelings towards my parent by the way of
this poem-
If
you have parent,
Treat
them with love & care,
For
you will never know their importance,
Until
you see their empty chair.
From that day onwards I started to follow everything my parent taught me and
thus I recovered the lost treasure.
1 comment:
good and inspiring one
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