Sherova Orzigul Alisher qizi
By: Sherova Orzigul Alisher
Worth Noting:
- At that exact day it was also spring. In church there was the sound of the call to prayers (Azan). It was the evening with darkness. There was the smell of rain everywhere. Then, only you can feel the lovely silent tone of dropping rain from roofs.
- Patients also were stunned with that magical sound with different thoughts probably about their lives. Perhaps that rain was joy for oneself but sadness and dream for others. That rain was also something that can apart people and made together.
- You could find out city church opposite to the hospital. One woman finished her job and started a way home. That way also crossed the church. While walking from the church gate she guessed the mixed sound of the rain and baby.
Spring. The sun was hiding behind clouds and clouds were making it vanish. It was the spring rain that was raining. In the cemetery near the grave there was a man with wide shoulders and strange face. His eyes were filled up with grief as dipping in some thoughts. He handled red roses. On the grave, it was covered with green grass as decorated.
– Good afternoon, mom. Look mother! Your son is here. Yeah, that fool guy. Mom you know that we both love the rain. Because each and every time it rained we two could remember our first meeting. That’s 23 years now what rain makes me amazed. You also left me. Every time it rains I can’t stop walking around the alley again and again. I wish I got back you with this rain, mom. Mother, you know that I am fed up with living due to the fact that you’re not with me. It feels tired of people’s fakeness. I always feel alone. No one could ever listened to me, cared about my feelings as you. Mommy, when I was young, I dreamt about being an adult soon. But now I wish to be a child as before. I miss all about your kindness, lovely caressing. I cite without doubt now that you was my only gift that God gave. Mom you were the deepest ocean that was full with kindness. However, that ocean with pain. You tried to live without any implying about all obstacles and problems you faced during your whole life. My dear mother, do you know about the rain what mentions about now? Of course that day, it realizes that day now. Mom, can you feel that lovely rain on your face also?!
At that exact day it was also spring. In church there was the sound of the call to prayers (Azan). It was the evening with darkness. There was the smell of rain everywhere. Then, only you can feel the lovely silent tone of dropping rain from roofs. Patients also were stunned with that magical sound with different thoughts probably about their lives. Perhaps that rain was joy for oneself but sadness and dream for others. That rain was also something that can apart people and made together. You could find out city church opposite to the hospital. One woman finished her job and started a way home. That way also crossed the church. While walking from the church gate she guessed the mixed sound of the rain and baby. Woman surprised and stepped through the tone of the baby cry. As she looked the ground, she saw a crying baby in the wet blanket and looked around unconsciously. There was the feeling of joy and in contrast the pain of that condition of the baby. The reason for job was God finally gave her a baby. When she was 20, she married and experienced a 7-year marriage without giving a birth. Finally, her spouse also leave her and married to another women. She carried the baby and the way back home thought about the all. All pain with her life, her step-mother’s bad manner and treatment, living without having children and unhappy life. She could also consider about the past of hungry days, walking around the streets without any help. She was at that time 43. With depression she was old, her hair was not dark anymore. She was working in the hospital as a cleaner with the mood of losing the game with her fate for 17 years. From an early morning she was going her work place. She tried to be nice and frank to all. She named her founded baby as Sodikbek. She chose this name due to the symbol of being loyal to his country and relatives. She gave all her kindness and care to the baby. After years the baby grew up. He wanted to move abroad and earn more money. Woman wanted her boy to study at university, but he didn’t want. He was sure about his decision and moved abroad. It was another familiar pain for mom living alone as 20 years ago. All was the same as those times. She was tired. She was sick and not healthy anymore. After 2 months thanks to the missing pain she died.
– Mother, my lovely mother, how God made you with that beauty?! My angel! Why you left me!? Sorry your stupid son, please! I couldn’t be with you in your last days; I couldn’t be with in your last destination. Sorry for all! You always remarked “All for you!” with smile. But you didn’t say something like all pain in me because of you. Why, mommy, why!?
Mother is the truth of life. Mothers exist then there is no way for the ruin of families. The world is in stillness with mothers. They look after us, want us to be equal as our other friends. Morally, let’s try to say all out love and appreciate all of their care when they are with us!
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