This article is for those women, who sacrificed their time and health in order to make their beloved happy or to achieve their dreams. The only thing that I want to say is thank you but I want to do it differently.
From this day on I will be dedicating an article to tell a story of a hard worker, a fighter, a mother, a sister, or a daughter. I will be writing a story that is based on a true story. However, it is not a true story.
Let me start with this one, her name is No-one and she has been working as a vendor of socks and underwear for ever, or since I knew her. You can recognize her in street by her special way of walking
She always wear a smile all the time, even when she is pushing her handmade chariot. All I could understand that she seemed happy to work for her living and to be her own boss. She did that with no body forcing her to do so, she sacrificed so that her children succeed. She never consider herself as a special need person, she could have found an excuse to give up easily, but she didn’t.
Healthy, young, and jobless, they sit to snip a coffee for hours. Their hopes are bigger that just working as a seller, but are they better or more important than her. All they do during their day is to watch her passing by in her way to the market dragging her chariot, wondering, or even screaming, where are her children God-Dam them*, ungrateful creatures!
He was sitting among them, so shameful but so careful not to show it. He is the ungrateful child that they are cursing, but what make them any different from them. They spend the day in the coffee-shop just like him and go home to scream on their mothers and ignore their fathers.
So proud, they were happy with their achievement, they studied, succeeded and graduated all alone. Only if they can remember the one that woke up before them, prepared the breakfast for them, washed their clothes, cleaned after them and kissed them goodbye when they use to go to school.
No wonder they thought they did that all by themselves, she never remind them by any favor. ”I know you are the smartest, you can do this, you are the best, you are wonderful and I love you for that”. She encouraged them all the way until the day she couldn’t walk, only then they felt she is a burden and they have to let her go. She never felt that during raising them all along thirty years of her ”duty” as a mum.
This seems to be the issue of the era, and it is not because of unemployment that youth are irresponsible. It is rather because the lack of gratefulness and absence of morality and kindness. I am not generalizing, it is just a wake up call for similar people.
Just imagine that she did not do what she did, imagine life without your mother favors, patience and love.
“Thy Lord hath decreed that ye worship none but Him, and that ye be kind to parents. Whether one or both of them attain old age in thy life, say not to them a word of contempt, nor repel them, but address them in terms of honor. And out of kindness, lower to them the wing of humility, and say: ‘My Lord! bestow on them Thy Mercy even as they cherished me in childhood’ “(17:23-24).
All in all, mothers are not stuck in this role that we made it even harder for them, they played that role out of love, so appreciate it and be thankful…