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The Last Goodbye: A Daughter’s Pain and a Mother's Silent Sacrifice

A heartbreaking journey through loss, longing, and the bond that could not be broken

By Golam Rob Published 11 months ago 2 min read
The Last Goodbye: A Daughter’s Pain and a Mother's Silent Sacrifice
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The day my Mother left me in this mental hospital with my older brother, I cried a lot; in fact, I wanted to die. But "Mom," you know? There is no way to die here. Say, "Mother, how can I die?"

But"Mother," I knew that day that this would be the last time I saw you.   I'll never be able to call you "Mom" again. I can't even call my brother. My father left us long ago.  "Mother," where were you hiding when you brought me from home to here? Did you think I didn't understand anything? I didn't even want to see this burnt forehead when I left, did I?

Did I ask you for a Taj Mahal or heaven? All I wanted was to be with you on the western verandah of the house, tied to iron chains. But I could not find a place in the temple of your mind. You can say, "Mom, what's my fault?"I heard, "Mom," the house is being considered for a developer. If you give me the house, where will this crazy girl live? That day, I cried a lot, holding the feet of my brother and sister-in-law. Being a mental patient is guilty, so who listens to this madman?

The girl's name is Mamta, educated and sings very well. She was married to Muhith in love, but her in-laws could not accept her. During the delivery of Mamta's first child, the doctor said to wait; it would be a normal delivery. But how strange! Someone says normal delivery is good, a lot of money will be saved! Can Mamata's Mother sit quietly after hearing such words from her mother-in-law? "If anything happens to Mamata, I will not leave you," he said. "

Muhith doesn't know what to do. When the doctor requests a cesarean,  the doctor prescribes the necessary medicines. While crossing the road to fetch them, Muhit was crushed under a killer truck. The medicines spread with Muhith's blood-soaked body.

Meanwhile, Mamata will be taken to the operation theatre, but Muhith has not returned yet. He cannot be taken to the OT without the necessary medicines. After some time, the news of Muhith's accident came, and the police were already removing the body from the road. Who will inform Mamata the moment she is taken to the OT? Muhith's Mother started blaming Mamata while sitting in the hospital. On that day, Mamata returned from the operation theatre with her life, but her child came dead. Mamata loses everything and goes mad, and the situation is deteriorating day by day.

Mamata says, "Mother, why do you care so much about me? I want to go to my husband and child. Please pray for me that I may die soon. Allah soon accepted the Mother's prayer. You're "Mom" so sick, don't worry too much. I love you so much. If this girl dies, I know very well that no one will find my guardian here after my death. There is a cemetery on the right side of the mosque; I heard that I will be buried there. You'll never know where this girl of yours is from America.

"Mom," why did you come back? Did you leave anything behind? Rabeya cannot stand standing on the other side of the collapsible gate of the hospital.  She cried, "Yes, crazy Mother, I left behind the umbilical cord of the Mother and the child. This pulse did not let me go. What shall I do, Mother?"

Mamata laughed and said, "Welcome, my mom, well..."

Golam Rob (PMP)

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Golam Rob

I’m a humorous storyteller who loves crafting both fiction and non-fiction, as well as fun little drabbles. I enjoy turning everyday moments into delightful stories that bring a smile and a laugh to life. Let’s share some joy together!

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  • Golam Rob (Author)11 months ago

    Thank you

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