i scribble this story today for reasons i don't know.. it has left a dent in my psyche and might keep haunting me for all my life .... sometimes it surfaces very strongly on my being and so i chose to jot it down here
i read it long back in a series from Reader's Digest or Chicken Soup for soul (not very sure which one)
this story has haunted me since the time i read it, i howled then, i howl now... and everytime i think of it i feel deeply disturbed
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this story has haunted me since the time i read it, i howled then, i howl now... and everytime i think of it i feel deeply disturbed
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A little boy had a mother with only ONE eye. he was really embarassed when she would come visiting him in the school. one day he came home and shouted at his mother - he did not want her visiting him in the school because she had only ONE eye and he was embarassed of her
Time flew
He grew up and like any natural progression dissociated himself with his mother and settled down in a new place. he was still embarassed of her ONE eye
one day his mother died
He came back for her funeral
SHE had left a letter for him (written down here - but not verbatim)
when you were little, you met with an accident and lost your ONE eye. as a mother i could not bear the thought that you would live your life with only one eye. so i gave my eye to you. i am sorry for being an embarassment to you
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WOW!!! You made me cry. You made me remember that we'd do anything, anything at all, for our children.
ReplyDeleteThank you Sash for stopping by and your comments. I so apprecaite them. I really do.
I hope that all is well with you and your family.
Take care my dear and God Bless you all!!!
Sushmita, I understand why this story would have haunted you ... it had a very unexpected ending, one that produced a surge of feelings in me when I read it. I agree that mothers give their eyes, all their senses for that matter, to their children as they guide and teach them throughout their childhood. We can only guess as to how children would translate it, but I would think their initial thoughts would grow and change as they do. When they reach maturity and perhaps become parents themselves, that is when the initial meaning they took away from the story should bloom into a total understanding and appreciation for the selfless aspect of parental love and sacrifice. The story is food for thought today.....I whispered an "I love you" to my mom and dad in gratitude for all they gave of themselves in order for me to live, grow, mature, and face the world on my own. I still benefit from seeing the world around me through their eyes....a priceless gift too seldom thought about but was thought of today because of your post ...those blessings are good to remember. They give strength and smiles .... have a good day, Sushmita, I know I will!
ReplyDeleteOh my, I had no idea what to expect at the end. So sad!! I too would give my eyes to any of my boys, that is for sure! In many ways I have and I am so thankful that my boys don't think I'm embarrasing and have compassion & love for me. I am so very, very lucky!!
ReplyDeleteThank you for sharing this, Sushmita!
Blessings & Hugh Hug my friend,
~ Coreen
MOTHERS!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeletethis one's from Chicken Soup...
ReplyDeletewow....
ReplyDeleteI second that. Chicken Soup. I once dreamt of collecting all of the books in the series. I have quite a lot of them now, but can't get myself to read any. Mum reads them instead. :)
ReplyDeleteChildren are beautiful as kids, but COMPLETE nuts while growing up. I was. Blah.
Wow. Amazing love. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteScatter joy!