The Silent Sacrifice...!!!
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“Why
mom always does this? Why she always makes it harder for us?”
wailed Adam, exploring the noodles with his fork like his answers were hidden
somewhere in the plate.
“Adam, son you know this is not true, she
always loves us more than her life…” consoled David, Adam’s father.
“No, she doesn’t and she never did, if she
had ever loved me and you, she wouldn’t have done, what she did, that was mean,
very mean, and I will never forgive her.” said Adam, brushing his tears
away.
“Son, I don’t know how to make you understand
this. That decision…., son I know she loved you like anything, and nothing can
ever change this, how could she imagine herself not being with you.”
“No it’s all a lie, if she loves me ask her
to come back, ask her to be with me, help me in my studies, and ask her to take
her decision back, not possible right? I don’t know dad, and I even don’t want
to understand a little bit of this crap, if she haven’t been so mean, she might
be probably eating dinner with us. But now look, we are alone. And it’s all
because of her and she will never be forgiven by me. Tomorrow when I will leave
this city, I will leave all her memories behind…”
David was startled
by Adam’s reaction, Adam used to love her mother more than anything and now,
all that love has taken the face of rage and hatred. He thought maybe it’s probably
for the best, may be this will help him to forget her mother, as he himself was
numb and devastated and was not in state to tackle his furious teenage son. He
tried to straighten out the things for Adam on the way back home, but he
inserted his earphones and
completely ignored what his father was conceding.
“Ooh Suzen what did you do?” murmured
David to himself.
“Although I can’t listen to them, but they
are my son and my husband, I can tell their whole day story on their first
knock at the door. I know I made some hard decisions in last few days and I even
don’t expect them to forgive me. I just wish someday, they understand why I
choose this.” said the lady to herself who was sitting in a parked car
outside the diner watching the two men talking through the window.
“I just wish they don’t hate me forever. No
they can’t I know. My son could be angry but he can never hate me and my hubby,
my love of life, who made me believe in myself, who loved me unconditionally
till the end and yet never demanded anything in return. Still I had no choice. Tomorrow
Adam is leaving this city forever and I don’t want to miss any single chance to
have a glance of my son.” Tears
rolled down her eyes. “Please forgive me
David; please forgive me for leaving you with this quagmire
The door unlocks.
“Dad I’m going
upstairs, I need to pack my bag.”
“Okay son, good
night. I’ll be sleeping here tonight.”
“Why? Why not in
your room? ”
“No son, that room
daunts me. It’s full of Suzen’s memories. I can’t, at-least not today.”
“Okay
Dad, good night.”
Adam was
proceeding toward his room, when his mother’s jewellery box attracted his
attention. It was an antique musical jewellery box, that she loved a-lot. Adam
touched it, and all his childhood reminiscences started dancing in front of his
eyes. He put the box in its place and turned around.
He was amazed by
seeing the state of the room. Things were on floor, shelf was open and
everything was like some sort of storm had passed through the place.
He started
arranging them, reliving the memory associated with every object and finally
busted into tears. He took a paper and pen and wrote, “Mom room is looking nice no? FYI I arranged
the things not daddy, so all credit once again goes to me and if ever you come
back and need your things, they are on exact place where they used to be. But
still mom, I will never forgive you. Goodbye. ” and he placed that note on
the dressing table.
David was lying
restless on the couch. Trying hard to get a nap, but Suzen’s thoughts were
playing hide and seek with him. It was her witticism, her caring and loving
nature, her innocence and her peculiarity toward her choices and decisions which
made him surrender his heart to that flawless beauty. He was thinking of the
day he proposed her for marriage and her strange but sweet reaction, this
bought a smile on his face which was suddenly followed by a tear rolled down
his right eye.
“Why you did this Suzen? Why?”
That night Suzen
came to visit her son for the last time, both of them were sleeping, so she
tried not to wake any of them up. On the way to Adam’s room, she stopped by her
and read the note that Adam wrote for her. She was feeling an intense pain and
grief in her heart, her eyes wanted to shed blood, her misery was at its
height. But somehow she collected herself and moved toward Adam’s room.
There he was
lying, calm and relax. But he might be crying in his dreams, she thought. Soon
her heart started aching when she noticed the dozens of medicines and cough syrups on Adam’s table. She sat near his head and avowed, “I’m really sorry my angel. I know I left you
when you needed me most, but I had no choice son. Its only and only for your
sake. Please forgive me.”
Car gates locked.
“So is this your final decision?” asked
David with a little hope in his voice.
“Yes dad, I don’t want to stay here in this
city, and you know the reason. I always wanted to study in the state
university, the only reason I was not going was mom, but now…”
After a long
silence David said, “Okay son, whatever
you want. I will give you some frequent visits.”
“Sure dad, I would love that.” And they
both smiled at each other after a long poignant time.
“Adam, I have to collect some papers from the
hospital, and then we will drive directly to the station.”
“Sure Dad, I will come with you.”
Knock at the door.
“Dr. Hofstadter, may we come in.”
“O David yes come in. O look little Adam is
also here. How are you kid?”
“How a kid whose mother pranked him with the ugliest joke supposed to be doctor?”
replied Adam imprudently.
“Adam I don’t understand?” asked Dr.
Hofstadter in astonishment.
“She betrayed both of us, she left us when we
needed her, and I will never forgive her for this.”
“O Suzen I am sorry for what I’m going to do,
but they need to hear this.” Doctor handed over the documents to David and
asked him to see them. There were some papers, some reports and a cheque worth
$ 4K.
“I don’t understand this doc, what is this?”
“Suzen was in severe pain David, and you know
that she can’t live longer, there was an only 10% chance that she could survive
for 2 3 more years, but that pain would have never left her. Still she was
trying her best to get through this only for both of you and she never let you
both realise how miserable her situation was.”
“The day she came to know that you had spent
all your money that you had saved for Adam’s studies on her treatment, she
broke. Her parent’s sent this money for her treatment but she wanted this to be
used for her son’s future, not to be wasted in her never ending and hopeless
surgeries.”
“Adam she asked to remove the ventilator not
for herself but for you my child, she was ready to suffer this pain as long as
you were in front of her eyes, but she can’t see you with a wrecked future son.
I promised her that this will be a secret but I can’t see you hating your
mother. Don’t hate her dear. She lived for you and when died it was also for
you.”
Till now Adam was
crying his heart out. Now he realised how wrong he was. “I’m sorry mom, I’m so sorry,
please come back, I’m sorry.”
Outside the
doctor’s room gate.
“It’s Okay my son. Don’t cry, I will always
love you and now my soul can rest in peace.” Said Suzen with eyes filled with sparkling
tears.
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