A lonely woman-3rd installment.

story by: Talal Uddin
Written on Dec 07, 2018

In responding to my question of "Do anyone visit you from your father's home except ur daughter?" She was remained silent for a while & replied inadvertantly with a pale face, "I have no wealth. So, they have no headache to visit me. My parents passed away 10 years ago. To their eyes, i am a woman of third class quality. I am dirty. I must stay in this little poky hole. Showing sympathy to me is an illicit work." Again, i asked, "how would you spend ur days?" She began crying listening to my question. Touching her son's books, she replied that these are the memoirs of my life. I spent my days looking at them. I wish to die beside them. Her crying voice is becoming louder & louder afterwards. I was in a fix of what to do and speechless what to say on that time....[The End]

 

Tags: Depressing, Sad,

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Christopher Russon commented on Feb 24, 2019 at 4:11pm
Lovely story.keep those stories going.
Talal Uddin commented on Feb 25, 2019 at 8:43am
Surely, Russon, i will try my level best to keep those going beside my day-to-day work. Thank you.

 

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