RE: Contest Alert ⚠️️ | Comment Contest - 01 | Share your favorite picture with us
Before I share my participation, let me appreciate @nishadi89 for arranging such a useful contest
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I became a bit emotional because many might don't know about this platform;
I first started the comment contest as a steemian! At that time, that was only my designation!
Well! Let me invite @goodybest, @cruzamilcar63 and @mdsuhagmia to join this contest.
What should one express in such circumstances? Simple commentary may prove inadequate; rather, it is preferable to articulate my sentiments through a heartfelt narrative that conveys profound emotions.
The term
In 2023, during my visit to my aunt's residence, I encountered a Radha Krishna temple. Annually, our aunt's family convenes to celebrate the birthday of Lord Sri Krishna.
My cousin’s brother, who is five years junior to my mother, had preserved the last photograph of her within that temple(he captured the photograph of my parents with his camera).
For several years, he had adorned it with a garland; however, on this occasion, he requested my assistance in doing so!
At that moment, I experienced a deep sense of emotion and asphyxiated from inside!
I was merely twelve years old and in seventh standard
when my mother expired!
At that time, I grappled with comprehending the true significance of my feelings.
Subsequently, my father also passed away, and I am sharing the final photograph I have of my parents.
The loss of treasured ones often heightens our awareness of the significance of relationships.
At present, I find myself without anyone to provide care when I am unwell. It has been a considerable period since I last uttered the words, "Mother" and "Father."
Sometimes, I feel I am dreaming, and my mother will call me, and I will wake up again like I did in my childhood!
I miss you Maa, Baba! |
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Last picture of my parents! |
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The drops of blood coming out from the eyes.
It's not just tears, it's my plunging feelings.
It's complex in front and dealings.
My body is alive, my heart is death
One day, I will again meet them
and again I will carry a breath!
Thank you so much for being the first to participate in my contest with such a beautiful comment. 💕 You really gave this contest a great start. And I am so sorry to hear about your mother's death when you were 12 years old. 🥺 That is when a girl needs her mother the most. But I'm sorry you lost your mother. And I know that you must be very sad as you write this content now. You must be thinking about your mother again. 😥
We really understand the value of a relationship only after that person leaves us. We don't value them at all when we are with them, but only after they are gone do we realize that that lost person was our whole life.
"Mother is the source of love". There is no love in the world that can compare to it.
Participant - 01
প্রথমে কাকা, কাকিমায়ের জন্য, দোয়া রইল! সৃষ্টিকর্তা যেন উনাদেরকে স্বর্গবাসী করে। আপনি এই কনটেস্টে অংশগ্রহণ করে! আমাদের মতন নতুন পাঠকদের আগ্রহ আরো বাড়িয়ে দিয়েছেন। আপনাকে অসংখ্য ধন্যবাদ দিদি, এটা আমার জন্য বিশাল বড় প্রাপ্তি যা ভাষায় প্রকাশ করার মতো না। আমাকে আপনি আমন্ত্রণ জানিয়েছেন এই কনটেস্টে অংশগ্রহণ করার জন্য, আমি অবশ্যই করবো দিদি। ভালো থাকবেন, সুস্থ থাকবেন, আপনার জন্য সব সময় দোয়া রইল দিদি!
Emotivo e impregnado de ternura este comentario. Me encantan esos versos finales, muy bien construidos para comunicar los sentimientos que se reflejan en cada palabra. Muchos éxitos, amiga.
You have merories and best of all a photo. Both keep the memory alive and though you have noone to care for you your parents are there and live in you.
I wish you all the best and above all love and l9ved ones in your life.
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Thank you, my friend, for your kind words; you are right. They are still within me! But sometimes when I feel sick and find no one is there to take care I feel helpless! At that time I realised no one can love and take care of us like our parents! 💘
You are lucky you had such hreat parents and you can remember them. My parents never took care of me and there are no good memories. Thankfully there's no longer a threat, danger either which is a relieve.
It is hard to be sick alone, to celebrate alone. That feeling of loneliness will remain but somehow the loss will also make us appreciate what we have more and make us pamper ourselves and cherish the good memories. The rest is about trying to be prepared so if something happens you have a safety net. I learned that that is what friends are for and even strangers can fill the temporary void and help in need.
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@ wakeupkitty
@wakeupkitty,
That's very unfortunate whatever you have written about your parents!
But you know what? One thing I adored about your comment is that sometimes strangers became our close ones instead of a blood relationship!
Life never stops teaching, so it's better to read each chapter of it and face them; I am doing the same, but I missed my parents because they were really good, and I didn't get time to do something for them that one regret,
which I am still carrying within!
They were very caring, and as I am the youngest daughter of my parents, I missed those pampers from my parent's side being a mischievous child!
Now, everything is in my memory! Nothing is going on in practical life!
It's my believe that you being their child was good enough. As you say they pampered you so being you is what you did for them. That is enough and you could not have not done more to help them with.
Sometimes we do something back in deeds or with money and at other times it is by just being around. Don't let the idea you could not do anything back eat you it is nonsense and not important. In the end all a loving parent wants is that a child feels satisfied, loved and at times happy. So if you want to do something back try that, even though some days will be sad.
Some sadness,this sadness due to the loss of beloved ones remains but if you could not feel it this means you never loved, appreciated and missed them.
If there is no one around to pamper you be good for yourself and reward yourself, hug yourself and look in the mirror so you can see your parents.
A warm embrace to you.
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I am sorry to read your story. Losing both parents at the age when the child requires guidance is like losing eyes. However, dear sister, we must face the reality. Believe that your parents' spirits are always protecting you. Go forward without fear, knowing they are looking at you. Loss is a natural part of everyone's life, including you and me. Help others, live in the moment, and make laughter your best friend.