ZAIN_UL_ABDIN
Trust male - 21 years, kashmir, Pakistan
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Give Ur Parent's Roses While Dey'r Alive, Not Dead
Assalam o Alykum
Give Your Parent's Roses While They're Alive, Not Dead
MY mom only had one eye. I hated her... she was such an embarrassment.
My
mom ran a small shop at a flea market. She collected little weeds and
such
to sell... anything for the money we needed she was such an
embarrassment.
There was this one day during elementary school... It was field day, and
my
mom came. I was so embarrassed.
How could she do this to me? I threw her a hateful look and ran out.
The next day at school...
"your mom only has one eye?!?!"...And they taunted me. I wished that my
mom
would just disappear from this world so I said to my mom, "mom... Why
don't
you have the other eye?! If you're only going to make me a
laughingstock,
why don't you just die?!!!" my mom did not respond...
I guess I felt a little bad, but at the same time, it felt good to think
that I had said what I'd wanted to say all this time... maybe it was
because
my mom hadn't punished me, but I didn't think that I had hurt her
feelings
very badly. That night... I woke up, and went to the kitchen to get a
glass
of water. My mom was crying there, so quietly, as if she was afraid that
she
might wake me.
I took a look at her, and then turned away. Because of the thing I had
said
to her earlier, there was something pinching at me in the corner of my
heart. Even so, I hated my mother who was crying out of her one eye. So
I
told myself that I would grow up and become successful. Because I hated
my
one-eyed mom and our desperate poverty...
then I studied real hard. I left my mother and came to Seoul and
studied,
and got accepted in the Seoul University with all the confidence I had.
Then, I got married. I bought a house of my own. Then I had kids, too...
now
I'm living happily as a successful man. I like it here because it's a
place
that doesn't remind me of my mom. This happiness was getting bigger and
bigger, when... what?! Who's
this
...it was my mother... still with her one eye. It felt as if the whole
sky
was falling apart on me. My little girl ran away, scared of my mom's
eye.
And I asked her, "who are you?!" "I don't know you!!!" as if trying to
make
that real. I screamed at her," How dare you come to my house and scare
my
daughter!" "GET OUT OF HERE! NOW!!!"
and to this, my mother quietly answered, "oh, I'm so sorry. I may have
gotten the wrong address," and she disappeared out of sight. Thank
goodness... she doesn't recognize me... I was quite relieved. I told
myself
that I wasn't going to care, or think about this for the rest of my
life.
Then a wave of relief came upon me...
one day, a letter regarding a school reunion came to my house. So, lying
to
my wife that I was going on a business trip, I went. After the reunion,
I
went down to the old shack, that I used to call a house...just out of
curiosity there, I found my mother fallen on the cold ground. But I did
not
shed a single tear. She had a piece of paper in her hand.... it was a
letter
to me.
My son... I think my life has been long enough now... And... I won't
visit
Seoul anymore... but would it be too much to ask if I wanted you to come
visit me once in a while? I miss you so much... and I was so glad when I
heard you were coming for the reunion. But I decided not to go to the
school. ...for you... and I'm sorry that I only have one eye, and I was
an
embarrassment for you
You see, when you were very little, you got into an accident, and lost
your
eye. as a mom, I couldn't stand watching you having to grow up with only
one
eye... so I gave you mine... I was so proud of my son that was seeing a
whole new world for me, in my place, with that eye.
I was never upset at you for anything you did... the couple times that
you
were angry with me, I thought to myself, 'it's because he loves me...'
my
son. Oh, my son... I don't want you to cry for me, because of my death.
My
son, I love you my son, I love you so much.
