The old lady sat on the old couch, looking intently at her guests, her eyes watery, choked with emotions that words cannot describe; such pain, such joy felt in that home - she has never had such company for a very long time.
Her husband was only a mere taxi driver with a meagre income, who went home that noon to send some food to his wife, only to get into an accident because some stupid bastard decided to overtake him and swerved instead, causing him to run into a tree and die, instantly. After being together for more than thirty years, she lost her husband that day.
They have always had family problems, with the lack of money and more often with their children but with her husband gone, the old lady could not turn to anyone for help and support, not anymore. It has always been hard, but now it is harder as she falls into depression due to her husband's death and her health worsen day by day.
She was walking outside her house one particular day when she accidentally fell to the ground, injured herself and had a minor stroke. Now, she is unable to walk properly and her left side is getting weaker each day. She could no longer go to the loo to pass motion but needs support and pampers to help her cope. Amidst all of this, her children were and still are showing their true colours. The eldest turned out to be a deceiving, resentful and dishonest person, stubborn as a mule and lies incessantly while her youngest grew into a horrid little bitch who scorns and yells at the old lady when the old lady asked her for help, who cared not for her mother but only for herself. And then there was the middle child, who took care of her without complaining because she knows that no one is going to that if not her, for her mother. She did not received anything, any special treatment as the old lady's memory grew worse nor did she receive any inheritance of sorts as they did not have any to begin with, but still she was condemned by her two siblings for no solid reason.
The old lady's memory is fading, she is losing herself day by day and she is only 57 years of age. And there she was, in the living room with her guests looking at her, sitting on that old chair with the strong stench filling the house, but they didn't even realise that, because they are so used to it, unlike her guests who shifted or cleared their throats every now and then, unable to restraint themselves from covering their noses.
'Tis a sad story of an old lady and her life, filled with sorrow and grief, anger and confusion. Pray that you will not end up like the old lady, and please don't let this happen to your parents and don't be the children. Nauzubillahiminzaliq.
Her husband was only a mere taxi driver with a meagre income, who went home that noon to send some food to his wife, only to get into an accident because some stupid bastard decided to overtake him and swerved instead, causing him to run into a tree and die, instantly. After being together for more than thirty years, she lost her husband that day.
They have always had family problems, with the lack of money and more often with their children but with her husband gone, the old lady could not turn to anyone for help and support, not anymore. It has always been hard, but now it is harder as she falls into depression due to her husband's death and her health worsen day by day.
She was walking outside her house one particular day when she accidentally fell to the ground, injured herself and had a minor stroke. Now, she is unable to walk properly and her left side is getting weaker each day. She could no longer go to the loo to pass motion but needs support and pampers to help her cope. Amidst all of this, her children were and still are showing their true colours. The eldest turned out to be a deceiving, resentful and dishonest person, stubborn as a mule and lies incessantly while her youngest grew into a horrid little bitch who scorns and yells at the old lady when the old lady asked her for help, who cared not for her mother but only for herself. And then there was the middle child, who took care of her without complaining because she knows that no one is going to that if not her, for her mother. She did not received anything, any special treatment as the old lady's memory grew worse nor did she receive any inheritance of sorts as they did not have any to begin with, but still she was condemned by her two siblings for no solid reason.
The old lady's memory is fading, she is losing herself day by day and she is only 57 years of age. And there she was, in the living room with her guests looking at her, sitting on that old chair with the strong stench filling the house, but they didn't even realise that, because they are so used to it, unlike her guests who shifted or cleared their throats every now and then, unable to restraint themselves from covering their noses.
'Tis a sad story of an old lady and her life, filled with sorrow and grief, anger and confusion. Pray that you will not end up like the old lady, and please don't let this happen to your parents and don't be the children. Nauzubillahiminzaliq.
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