Mama ...and nothing else !!! Once upon a time .......... This story begins when I was a child: I was born poor. Often we hadnt enough to eat. Whenever we had some food, Mother often gave me her portion of rice. While she was transferring her rice into my bowl, she would say Eat this rice, son! Im not hungry .This was Mothers First Lie. ... As I grew, Mother gave up her spare time to fish in a river near our house; she hoped that from the fish she caught, she could give me a little bit more nutritious food for my growth. Once she had caught just two fish,she would make fish soup. While I was eating the soup, mother would sit beside me and eat what was still left on the bone of the fish I had eaten. My heart was touched when I saw it. Once I gave the other fish to her on my chopstick but she immediately refused it and said, Eat this fish, son! I dont really like fish. This was Mothers Second Lie. Then, in order to fund my education, Mother went to a Match Factory to bring home some used matchboxes which she filled with fresh matchsticks. This helped her get some money to cover our needs. One wintry night I awoke to find Mother filling the matchboxes by candlelight. So I said,Mother, go to sleep; its late:you can continue working tomorrow morning. Mother smiled and said Go to sleep, son! Im not tired. This was Mothers Third Lie. When I had to sit my Final Examination, Mother accompanied me. After dawn, Mother waited for me for hours in the heat of the sun. When the bell rang, I ran to meet her.. Mother embraced me and poured me a glass of tea that she had prepared and brought in a thermos. The tea was not as strong as my Mothers love. Seeing Mother covered with perspiration, I at once gave her my glass and asked her to drink too. Mother said Drink, son! Im not thirsty!. This was Mothers Fourth Lie. After Fathers death, Mother had to play the role of a single parent. She held on to her former job; she had to fund our needs alone. Our familys life was more complicated. We suffered from starvation. Seeing our familys condition worsening, my kind Uncle who lived near my house came to help us solve our problems big and small. Our other neighbors saw that we were poverty stricken so they often advised my mother to marry again. But Mother refused to remarry saying I dont need love. This was Mothers Fifth Lie. After I had finished my studies and gotten a job, it was time for my old Mother to retire but she carried on going to the market every morning just to sell a few vegetables. I kept sending her money but she was steadfast and even sent the money back to me. She said, I have enough money.That was Mothers Sixth Lie. I continued my part-time studies for my Masters Degree .Funded by the American Corporation for which I worked, I succeeded in my studies. With a big jump in my salary, I decided to bring Mother to enjoy life in America but Mother didnt want to bother her son; she said to me Im not used to high living. That was Mothers Seventh Lie. In her old age, Mother was attacked by cancer and had to be hospitalized. Now living far across the ocean, I went home to visit Mother who was bedridden after an operation. Mother tried to smile but I was heartbroken because she was so thin and feeble but Mother said, Dont cry, son! Im not in pain.That was Mothers Eighth Lie. Telling me this, her eighth lie, she died. May GOD bless every good mother in this life and grant her with paradise in the hereafter.. AMEN.
Posted on: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 16:53:52 +0000
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