Tell your story#31 "The pain of silence"

First of all, I would like to thank @ruthjoe who gave us this opportunity to share our real life experiences. And I am very happy that I am participating in it.
But the incident that I want to share with you, makes me very sad. Sometimes there are some things that we cannot share directly with anyone. Our language does not speak but our words do. When no shoulder or companion is available to lighten the sorrow of our heart, then we express our sorrow in our own words. And we desperately want someone to understand our sorrows hidden in our words, someone to heal our pain. I found this platform to be the best platform to express my passion.

I want to get rid of my fear, which has been bothering me for some days. Of course many girls, mothers, sisters, daughters participate in Steem For Ladies. And maybe she will understand my pain very well. Because she is also a woman. A woman is emotionally weaker than men. Men have control over their emotions, But a woman's heart is very weak. In many cases women are very brave unlike men. She endures difficult situations, but there are many sorrows and pains that make a woman weak. And the biggest sorrow in the world is the children. The sorrow of children kills a man alive.

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I want to share one such incident with you. A two-year-old child died in our neighborhood a few days ago. And his mother's condition was as if she were neither alive nor dead. Because she believed herself to be responsible for her child's death. Due to his carelessness, the child lost his life. An innocent little child of two years old, who was not yet able to speak properly, nor eat. He needed his mother for everything. A mother devotes her days and nights to her child. She sacrifices everything for her peace and quiet. Feeding him, bathing him, sleeping him, his education and training are all considered as his first duty. If that child falls ill, she sacrifices all her peace and quiet till she is well. Then how can that mother take the life of her child.

I am telling you this incident about sidra. Who got married six years ago. But no children were born. Being a woman, we all can understand how she must have had a tough time with her in-laws. Because children are the religion of Allah. May Allah give children to all the childless. (Ameen). A girl also serves her in-laws after marriage, and if there are no children, everyone does not refrain from taunting her in veiled words. After so many years of prayers and vows, Sidra was blessed by God with the blessing of children. When a woman is pregnant, and gives birth to a child, a fear also accompanies her, may his child come into this world safely. At the risk of her life, a woman brings her child into this world. So how can she take her child's life?

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This incident happened on Friday night, the time was eight o'clock at night. Sidra was cooking in the kitchen. Unaware that when she steps out of the kitchen, a tragic, sad scene awaits her. Her two-year-old child, who was playing in his room, accidentally went to the washroom and fell into the tub full of water in the washroom. No one knows how he fell into the tub full of water, and when the spirit flew from his little being.

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As soon as Sidra sees this scene after finishing work, she has been unconscious ever after. Her child, her joy, her life, everything was gone in an instant. How could she have seen this scene? How to give your child the last bath? How would she have seen him in a white shroud?

My soul trembles at the thought of all this. I also have children, all of you too will have children, mothers sacrifice their lives for their children. So how can anyone allege that Sidra has taken the life of her child.

Her in-laws, her neighborhood, all are blaming her, that due to her carelessness, the child did not live in this world. Without knowing that on that day, Sidra had buried her happiness, her dreams, her soul and perhaps her life in the grave with her child. She is alive, she is breathing, but the agony she is going through, can hardly be described in words.

What I have learned from this incident is that we should not hurt anyone's heart without thinking. Those who shoot the arrows of words, the wounds are deeper than the sword. Those who take away the happiness of others are left empty-handed. Now I would like to conclude my post with these words,

Giving happiness to someone is charity, but giving someone grief is a debt, which you will surely get one day, at the hands of someone else.

I am inviting the following friends to the contest:
@wakeupkitty @aminasafdar @mehwish-almas