After reading the text, my life philosophy stopped a little:
I have been in the nursing home for almost five years today. It feels good here.
You can live on your own.
If you want to read books, listen to music.
Sometimes I talk with other residents here.
i like
i am fine
I have two sons and a daughter.
Elder son Apresh is a doctor by profession.
The family lives in Australia.
Subiresh, my younger son lives in the country.
Takes care of the ancestral business.
The girl works in a bank.
Come to see me on closing days.
If you can't come in a week, cook it and send it to you.
Send a little more so that others can share a little.
I am Moushumi Sen.
This is how my life has been for the past five years.
A few years after Aparesh's father passed away, I suddenly had a cardiac attack.
I had to stay in the hospital for about a month.
What time has passed then.
No lack of money, no lack of will.
Lack of time.
A full-time presence in the hospital,
Talk to your doctor regularly.
exercise,
During the administration of the drug,
How much more!
Another trouble after coming home.
Where can I find a person to listen to all the time?
The girl is working
He can't take care of his own family if he manages the office and me.
One day I heard
Son-in-law says - mother is not your only one.
Your brothers also have some responsibilities.
The words come naturally.
So I took it easy.
In the meantime, I heard that the little lady was shouting and screaming with the little boy.
Grandson's results are very bad.
Relatives flocked to see me sick,
Again I had to take a little extra care,
So these few days neither parents got a chance to see their son's studies.
There will be no children in this house.
Because there is no study environment here
There are people all day long, cooking is a child!
Boomer's voice is loud.
I listened and thought, right.
To survive in today's competitive age, one must give 100% time to the child.
If even ten percent of this is given elsewhere, the child will be harmed.
I thought a lot.
I have thought from different angles.
Then I made this decision.
The children protested.
The elder son came from abroad.
She cried a lot and wanted to take me to Australia from here.
The girl requested me to go with her.
But I turned everyone down.
I stand by my decision.
- So mother you are our love,
Don't think of us as your own.
So we don't want to be with anyone?
asked the little boy in a sad voice.
Tears in his eyes.
-crazy in love,
love a lot
And so I want the relationship to always be so loving.
Expectations are high in cohabiting relationships.
And when expectations and receipts do not match, relationship tension begins.
Turmoil increases in the family.
-Mom, you don't want to stay with us,
Again our village house is lying empty......
You can stay in that house too, mother.
said the older boy.
That is home, family, responsibility - I did a lot.
Now I'm like myself.
You don't have to worry about me either.
I was no longer afraid of dying at home alone.
- You will go, I understand.
ok mom
I won't stop you.
One request,
Let us pay your expenses mom.
- That's enough, Dibi.
I replied with a smile.
The next tasks were arranged very quickly.
Proper distribution of money and wealth.
I kept my share of the property to myself,
He says he will make his own arrangements.
There is a desire to do something for the elderly in the society from this wealth.
There are many out there who would give anything to spend some time with their children.
But children don't have time,
Spend time with old parents.
Many people don't want to be part mothers or fathers, they come here.
In other words, no one can think of coming to an old age home unless they are completely hopeless.
However, the idea that staying in a nursing home can be a beautiful or honorable solution to many types of family complications at the end of life is still not acceptable in the society.
As long as we girls consider ourselves to be non-existent outside of our husbands and children, this nursing home issue will remain a negative thing among us.
Everyone here envy me,
Jealousy mixed with love.
Say, children love you so much,
So much to be with them,
And you are lying here in the ashram.
i smile
I can't understand them.
I'm fine here.
I know, my sons and daughters love me a lot, respect me a lot.
But I also know that in this busy life where every hour of the day counts, I am nothing but an added responsibility to them.
A mother's life is not just about raising children and living dependent on them in old age.
As children grow up, their own world is created, their own family is created.
Life revolves around them.
There old mother or father is not a part of their life.
That is the truth.
Many people may not understand this fact or even if they do, they pretend not to understand it.
Maybe they have no choice or they stay with the child at all costs
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