That day amol was coming home on his bike from college.. He was in thoughts of assignments and talking to nishant who was sitting behind him… As they reached Nishants house, He stopped the bike in front of the gate, said bye to nishant and turned to cross the road…
While walking on the way towards home, Nishant saw Natasha, amols Ex-girlfriend along with her husband on a bike… Ignoring them, he just walked a few steps, suddenly, there was a bigg loud noise of bang and a voice of some people… Nishant felt like some accident must have happened… With curiosity, when he went to the corner, his eyes turned white as he saw..... It was amol, he was injured and his bike was on crashed on a tree…. Nishan instantly came forward… picked up amol along with help of a few others.. He took amol to the nearest hospital and called his home… Luckily it was a small accident… Amol had got a hairline fracture in his right hand.. Amol was unconscious , when his mom reached.. Nishant was still sitting outside the ICU..
As Amols mom reached, Nishant told his mom about the accident… She was in tears, her neighbour who came along with her was consoling her…
In next five minutes, Doctor came out from the room and asked, “Who is Natasha?”
Nishant replied, “Doctor, can I come and see him? Natasha is not here right now”
Astonished Amols mom turned at nishant, She instantly preyed to god as she understood amol was out of the unconsciousness..
She also came forward, “Doctor, I am amols mother, can I see him?” Doctor said, “Oh yes madam, Please… He is fine now.. great that he got admitted instantly.. Well if you can call Natasha, it will be good for his health.. “ amols mom was happy and simultaneously worried with lots of questions…
After seeing amol, bandaged across the face, Amols mom could not stop her tears.. she came out with a stunned mind and called nishant “Beta, ye kiska naam le raha tha bittu..” nishant fumbled, “ Aunty nahi, wo aisehi kuch bol raha hoga”
“Dekh beta, mujhse kuch mat chupana please, mein teri maa jaisi hoon” amols mom said
On that one comment, nishant spoke about everything.. Natasha and amols story which amol had told him.. now that natasha was married and had been in Mumbai as her husbends transfer was happened. He also said just before the accident, he had seen both of them going towards the same road on which amol had gone a few minutes before…. Amols mom did not took lots of time to understand what must have happened, she was knowing every heartbeat of her son.
Few Days later,
"Bittu, meri kasam leke bol tu ab kabhi aisa kuch nahi karega jisse tujhe pareshani ho." amols mom told amol, that day he was completely fine, almost ready to go back to college..
“Kaay jhale aai?? Kaay kele mi?” Amol asked, looked instantly at nishant lying in hospital bed…
Nishant looked down, he could not face amol…
“Nishant mala sagle bolla aahe.. aani tu tyachyavar ragavnar nahi aahes, karan, tula kiti jeev laavto he mi pahile aahe.. tujha bhau asta tari itki madat tyane keli nasti, bala nako re karu ase, tula kahi jhale aste tar mi, kunakade pahun jagu re?" Mom said… (Meaning: Whom should i look upto and live, if u get hurt amol)
Amol’s eyes filled with tears… “Aai, mi ase kahi karnar nahi parat..” his voice was shivering.. “Mi natasha che naav parat ghenar nahi aani, dusrya kuthlyahi asha prakarat padnaar nahi, Tujhi shappath”
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We are from a generation which values each word of Mom and Dad.. We are from a generation who feels that our parents should at least ONCE say that “Beta u r the Best daughter/son in the whole world.. You have made me proud today !!”
Whatever way we live.. However we feel but even a slightest insult of our papa or mumma would make us fight even against the God!!!
We just need to be listened and like our old generation, always says, even we feel that we are ZIDDI... ZIDDI but for the right purpose..
We never take sides because religions or parental advice.. We just take sides of humanity and care..
If we can stand and give seat to an old lady, in spite of, we carrying a heavy laptop in our hands, how can we let a tear roll from our own mom’s eyes?
Amol had got into the same situation.. He had closed all doors of his heart, from that day, just for his mom’s happiness.. He had realised that he has to take care of himself just for his mom..
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