Creative Writing The Pain
Hello steemians!
I am @sojib1996
From Bangladesh
How are you all? I hope everyone is well. Alhamdulillah I am fine too. Today I will be taking part in a beautiful contest of the The Creative Pulse community. The contest name is Creative Writing The Pain
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Thank you Sir @sur-riti for organizing such a beautiful event
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Today I am very happy to have such a contest. Because here everyone can share their sorrows without hesitation. Everyone has pain in their heart. There is less and less suffering in the world which cannot be represented everywhere.
Today I am going to share the biggest pain of my life.
The incident took place on 09 April 2016. That day my cousin(maternal aunt's son)died. I heard the news and went to my aunt's house with my mother. My mother is a little sad that my cousin died. We came to the cemetery in the afternoon to bury the cousin(maternal aunt's son). In the meantime, I received a call from home on my mobile. While receiving the call, I heard that my mother was very ill and was not saying anything. When everyone took her to the hospital, the doctor declared my mother dead.
My family consisted of my 2 elder sisters, me, and my parents. Ever since I was a child, I have seen my father struggling to take responsibility for everything in the family and my mother keeping the family in order. My father is a very simple straightforward person so he could not take the pressure of the family.
My mother was very concerned about maintaining the balance of my family. But I lost that mother today it's been 8 years. I loved my mother more than anything in my life. I felt the pain of losing my mother then and still feel it. With Mother we were under a shadow now Mother is gone but every moment I feel like I am not under a shadow. After losing my mother, I couldn't eat and drink properly, I just missed her and at one point my tears would end but my heartache would not end.
I miss my mother's love and affection a lot. I see many people of my mother's age on the streets, but I don't see my mother anymore. Many times children demand a lot from their mothers, when I see such a scene, I remember my mother's words and unknowingly press my chest and tears come to my eyes.
Today I am 8 years old without my mother. Everyone has to leave this world. The world is very difficult indeed. I have to spend my time fighting every moment. If I were a mother, I might not have taken the full pressure of my family at this time, which is forcing me to do everything in harmony with nature. I lost my mother at a young age and all my happy days have been erased from my life. Because I am a boy in my family I have to grow up a lot. Like other boys, life cannot be spent enjoying sports. I have a lot of responsibilities so I don't remember any joy but what I have is spending the day fighting time.
I would like to invite my friends @memamun @mahadisalim and @alfazmalek to take part in the contest.
My Twitter link
https://x.com/SaifulIsla47849/status/1855584051207561645?t=fEI8JRv8dFaYsGenLJ4sPQ&s=19
My friend, this is really a very painful story. Your mother's death is very sad and you have lost your mother at a young age. I can understand your pain. But no one can do anything against God's will. May God give you patience and strength to bear this sorrow.
God bless you.
@sur-riti Ameen
@ninapenda Ameen
Really very difficult and very sad to hear your story. Mother is very necessary to all the people of the world and is much more special than mother. Maybe no one else in the world can ever be because only mother can think of her child as her own and her own interests. loved which no one else in the world can get and to the child and mother is such a precious thing that if lost and no other thing can fill that lack.