Though my mother wasn't happy at all with her work ability. She was an inefficient novice. She was some one who was really sweet and caring.
She told my mother about her life. She was from a village of Bihar where the light of education and civilization didn't reach. Women are not allowed to go to school or even think themselves as a human being. They was born to please men and to give birth to a child. She got married in the age of 15 (Forcefully). Her parents got shifted to Bengal along with her two elder brothers.
The real story started from there. She was brutally tortured and bitten by her husband and in laws. She starved for so many days but no body cared. In this country there is no such word as "Marital rape"; So it is meaningless to discuss on that. What she has been through, only she could feel. After 1 year she gave birth to a girl child but nothing had changed.
One day she decided to escape to her parents' house along with her child. She escaped to Bengal from the village of Bihar. Here the situation was more pathetic.
She enlisted her name to some agencies which supply the caregivers to the different families. In her family ,there continued the same old story. Her brothers were brutally torturing her for coming back.
She was happy in our house despite of the scolding which she used to get from my mom due to her irresponsible work. She was just 20. I was wondering in the age of 20, I was worried about my career and studies and my grades but this girl was struggling for survival along with a baby. I liked her jovial nature and ever smiling face which was quite inspiring. Even whenever I felt blue, she was the one who started preparing new dishes for me to make me smile. Whenever I used to back from my work, she cared more than my mom. What I would eat! How to make me smile!
She always cared about that.
Most of the time I see her applying face pack made by the simple ingredients from the kitchen.
Yes!She was truly inspiring.
Yesterday when she went back home, she found her parents and brothers went somewhere by leaving her three years old daughter alone in the house. The child cried all day long.She didn't know what to do with her, hence she took her child to our house.
It brought tears into my eyes while writing it. She was standing outside of the door by holding her daughter's hand. My mother didn't allow her to enter into the house along with her daughter. It seemed that both of them were hungry since yesterday. I was listening everything from inside. I wasn't strong enough to witness such a cruel moment. She was someone who really used to care about me but in her tough time, I couldn't able to be with her. I was feeling like a loser and helpless.
She left by holding her little daughter's hand silently.
It has been just one month but don't know why it makes me feel so upset... It seems to be that a true friend has left me alone.
Actually this is the journey of life. Every human being is running and fighting for survival. Life is cruel, life is cool,life is sweet,life is bitter.
Life is all about keeping your hope alive. "One day everything will be alright." "One day we will find our destination". Nobody will stand with you except yourself.
I wish all the best for your new journey,my friend.
