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The Unspoken Pain of a Dying Wife

By Nikita AngelPublished 8 months ago • 3 min read
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She was lying in the hospital, battling cancer and was going towards death moment by moment, but I was still carefree

as if I had been unaware and carefree about her every happiness and sorrow all my life, I was thinking, what should happen to her

She used to come home for four days, there was a tavern near the hospital, I always returned from duty to meet her and then as always I would sit down to drink at that tavern. Even before she got sick, I had the same habit almost since she got married and came to my house that I would often sit down at the tavern after returning from work and go home only after drinking a lot.

When I went to my house, she would often be busy with the same daily tasks every day.

I never asked her if she had any happiness or sorrow

I used to think, I have a big salary, a house like a palace, what should happen to her.

My temperament was like this, some people get bad things from their home upbringing.

I never thought that she might be a woman of some different charm,

She smiled and laughed and slowly changed into a calm nature. Holi slowly approached Udasis and then quietly did not complain, but then never complained. She would give life to her relatives. When I came home drunk, she would become calm as if she was at home. Scared. Maybe

afraid of my bitter words.

Finally, the mother of two sons and a daughter left this world. Look at her pain, I was not with her even then.

I felt then that what was left of me from this world.

Then one day I started looking at her reports.

I remembered that the doctor had kept an envelope with her reports and said that this too was of your

wife.

I opened the envelope. There were three pages inside. Look at his patience. As he went along, he wrote everything in just three pages.

What were these seventeen years of my life like, I thought I would tell you, because you were not with me.

I used to really want to talk to you a lot, but your bitterness dried up my words forever. When you used to come drunk, I would say bad words from all over the world,

At first I felt very bad but later I got used to it, but then I would cry secretly many times at night, all my three children would cling to me all night, scared and terrified.

I would tell them it doesn't matter, all this would go on at home, but I would always ask my mind

Why me.

Once, at (your sister) Jeet's in-laws' house on her birthday, on the gold bangle given by her husband, Jeet saw me sad and said that I was jealous of Jeet,

But I was thinking that I was also someone's daughter. Yes. Perhaps this respect is not written in my articles, God.

I always pray that no daughter of this house should ever be unhappy because a daughter of the same house is also a piece of my heart.

I never spent any money from your salary on myself, you used to say,

It's easy to eat sitting at home, you will know when you have to earn.

Whatever I used to save by spending only on the house and children, there is a copy in your big wooden cupboard, all of it is deposited in that account.

My mother never finished giving me anything all my life.

I always used to say that something was happening to my head, it was exploding. But you used to say that women's deaths happen,

Now I didn't wait much for you in the hospital either.

I had recognized every muscle in my body for so many years. I used to be there even if it was just a few meters away.

If there was no joy in my being, then don't even feel the sorrow of leaving.

Keep my children close to me for the rest of my life, this is the one demand that has replaced seventeen years of service.

While reading, tears welled up in my eyes for the first time. I have been reading his letter every day for the past ten years. My daughter got married and sent to Canada, and my son also went to his sister. But now, many times, I lie awake at night wondering if my daughter is not stealing at night,

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About the Creator

Nikita Angel

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  • Marie381Uk 8 months ago

    Made me fill up āœļøšŸ†ā­ļøā­ļøā­ļø

  • Rohitha Lanka8 months ago

    This was sadddd, BUT it was lovelyyyy!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

  • Sandy Gillman8 months ago

    Aww this was incredibly moving.

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