When my mother died, I did not have the ability to feel the pain of losing my mother. My mother drowned in darkness as soon as she went to show me the light.
Then my father became my mother, but when the family and I got tired of taking care of two things, a new person came to the house with the responsibility of mother. At that young age, I didn't understand much. Dad's wedding, new mom, everything was a lot of fun.
I affectionately called her 'new mother'. Everyone used to say, mother. Why would I like to be called a new mother.
But the more I wanted to be his, the more he wanted to keep his distance. Instead of love, he started to get a little scared. Little by little, I realized that my mother's land was incomplete
My sister came as a new member of the family. I'm not happy.
Dad laughed and asked me, 'Thirsty, what would you call your sister?'
I snapped, 'Satisfaction.'
Buck's grandfather's granddaughter's name next to the house, Tripti. I heard they live abroad. Occasionally Buck comes to the country to see his grandparents. The last time I arrived, I was overwhelmed with satisfaction. When he left, I was very upset. I cried too.
The new mother objected to the name, but it did not last long.
The new mother does not allow me to be so close to contentment. When the new mom is busy in the kitchen, I quietly go to Satisfaction and caress her. One day when he saw the new mother, he was very scared. Then I am no longer around contentment.
One day I was very upset and asked my father, 'Well, Dad, what are you eating?'
Surprised, the father asked, 'Who told you that?'
I said in a simple voice, 'The new mother told me.'
Dad was very angry. Without telling me anything, the new mother started talking a lot. I stood silently. I was watching the quarrel between the new mother and the father, not understanding why the father was angry, why he was shouting at the new mother.
Then the new mother became more aggressive towards me.
The grandmother of the house next door used to say, 'Now you are the poison in the eyes of your new mother.'
Although I didn't fully understand the poison of the two eyes, I understood that the meaning of the word must be bad, just like the word 'eat mother'.
With satisfaction, I no longer had the opportunity to accumulate thoughts I was left alone in my world. When I grew up, I realized that my father was just like me
There was not much focus on satisfaction in studies. Dad wanted our two sisters to have their own identity. But the new mother wanted Tripti to be the wife of a big house He never thought about me He did not have much time to waste.
The new mother would become very enthusiastic as soon as there was a good relationship at home. His preoccupation with finding a good pot to satisfy would greatly annoy his father.
Dad said angrily one day, 'Have you ever wondered what people would say to me if I left my eldest daughter and married the youngest?'
The new mother said in a loud voice, 'You make your daughter a scholar, I have no objection. But let me think about my daughter. '
I have seen since childhood that when the father does something against the new mother, the new mother creates turmoil in the family. So the father was forced to accept her words as he did not want to go against the new mother and create new unrest in the family.
Dad always told his new mother, 'Look for a big man, not a big man. Only then will peace be seen. '
The new mother used to say sarcastically, 'Should I wash my mind and drink water?'
Then, ignoring the people, my father married my younger sister Tripti before me. The relationship is the choice of the new mother, the son's family is huge. Happy to see the new mother's eyes overflow.
My new mother always scoffed at my studies.
He used to say sarcastically, 'I will see, be a scholar by studying so much! As I get older, I have to sit on my father's shoulder. '
I listened in silence. I never said anything in response to his words.
Dad used to say, 'Be patient. God Himself gives the fruit of patience. '
Several years passed with patience. The study was over, an identity was formed, the days ahead were shining like golden light.
Satisfaction stays in this house now. Divorced a few months ago. Listening to the in-laws get up and sit down, hearing the news of the husband's involvement in the affair, then getting divorced after a day and night quarrel.
The new mother is not old anymore He is still new to me, just like the first day. As Maya does not grow towards something new, it does not become her own. The new Mao did not become his own anymore, nor was Maya born.
Dad's age has also increased, he has retired from the job. This time I have the opportunity to capture the state of the world.
My wedding next month. The relationship is the father's choice. The boy is a magistrate like me. The biggest thing is, the man is a big man.
After so many years, I can feel one thing -
'Time!
Match while waiting -
All accounts are on the sidelines. '