Growing of a mother
It was January 6, 2000.
“Welcome to the world, little one!”
Everyone was so cheerful, right and I can feel that by their expressions but there was one who was extremely happy but was unable to express.
Yeah, you guessed it right, she was my mom.
Getting back to time , 6 months ago, she shrieked, my father ran ,he gave her water, called doctor. Once doctor came and checked her up, mixed vibes spread around each corner of home.
Time passed, 6 January came, I saw the world first time, with my own eyes. Everyone was clamouring all around, There was hubbub all around the village.
“Wife of Kunwar Sa gave birth to a son”.
“Aditya”, a loud voice reverberated in hall full of crowd. It was my grandfather who decided my name as Aditya.
From then every thing happened in a very ordered way . I got everything i want, after all i was their only son.
One day I heard mom crying. She was not feeling well due to abdominal pain, This time i called doctor. Doctor came, performed her checkup, but this time something unusual happened, that bothered whole family.
Mom was suffering from Jaundice and on further checkups it was found that she is suffering from 3rd stage Cancer and the maximum time she have was at most one year.
In those days i saw someone who was changing, who was showing that she is elder in the home, She had almost taken up all the responsibilities of a mother and from that day till now, I am continuously seeing a mother growing up.
Yeah, You guessed it right again.
She is the princess of the home.
She is my sister..