Part 4

After listening, everyone was shocked in the house. Father continued," Anyone can file a case against me if your mother will talk more to the psychologist". Everyone was looking at each other because they had no explanation for why and how this was happening. Rajshree interrupted and asked her father, "How you can say that? What mother was talking to the psychologist?"

Her Father, " All old stuff. She always drags past". At that time Rajshree had just passed her 12th exam. She felt like, "All my life I criticized my mother for various things but never appreciated her for anything. I never tried to understand her deeply. I never saw her as the same as I see myself. I am so selfish. Only study- study and only study. I made friends but never treated my mother as a friend. How cruel I am". And the whole house went into winter silence until Mother didn't come back from the hospital with a happy smile.

"Oops! I am hungry. I should stop the car. And feed my stomach first". Rajshree stopped the car in the middle of the parking area. After a very long time, she went outside her house. She entered a small restaurant which was crowded with people. She checked all the price rates according to the dishes and then finally decided to eat half a plate of chow mein, half a plate chart, and one paneer sandwich. Then she bought two bottles of water. And again she locked her seat belt and started her car to go.

While traveling, a view caught her gaze. A mother was giving a piggyback to her child and the child was in his school uniform. This view reminds her of herself when she was a child, her mother did the same thing. But as she grew more and became heavy she lost all the memory. Then one day her mother told her about those days when she was taking her home similarly, she received her memory back.

We lose our memory like we loose our hair daily. We become ungrateful and blame others. Sometimes we blame god and ourselves too. We never let it go. And it becomes a burden after hanging it for so many years. And same was happened with Rajshree's mother.

Now, the real story began, the story of Rajshree's mother and his Father.

72 years back,

When Rajshree's paternal uncles went to see her mother for her father. It was evening. Her mother was 12 yrs old and her father was 10 yrs old. Her mother was illiterate because in those times women's education was not important. Child marriage was normal in the village. She was dark in color so everyone taunted her to look good as much as they could...