Dinora Sodiqova
I was 16 years old at the time. Every morning, I waited at the bus stop to go to my lyceum, but as usual, the bus never arrived on time and always made me wait. During those moments at the stop, a woman constantly caught my attention. Every day she cleaned the streets, picked up trash, and after finishing her work, she would sit at the bus stop and start reading a newspaper, staying there for a long time. Even when I returned from school and got off the bus at the same stop, she would still be there. I was always curious about why she stayed there and didn’t go home.
One day, the bus was running very late. The woman had already finished her work and had come to sit beside me. Then, she suddenly spoke:
“My girl, aren’t you late for your classes?” she asked.
I smiled and replied, “Not really, it’s okay.”
After that, curiosity got the better of me, and I asked why I saw her there every day and why she didn’t go home until late. That’s when I realized she carried a deep sorrow. She suddenly burst into tears. I realized I had asked something I shouldn’t have and apologized.
She said, “No, don’t apologize, my girl, you did nothing wrong,” and then began to speak.
“Five years ago, I lost my three children and husband in a car accident. It’s very painful for me to talk about it. Whenever I think about them, my heart aches deeply. When I’m at home, I constantly hear my children’s laughter echoing through the house. At lunchtime, it feels as if my husband is coming in saying, ‘What’s for lunch, darling?’ Every moment, every second reminds me of them. Every corner of my home is filled with memories of their laughter. I cry when I’m home, wondering why I wasn’t taken with them. I feel tired of life sometimes. But what can I do? If God has granted me a long life, I have to live it. That’s why I spend more time outside, distracting myself, losing myself in newspapers.”
As she finished speaking, tears were flowing down my face. Then the bus arrived. I hadn’t even realized how quickly time had passed. I said goodbye and got on the bus. When I returned later, she wasn’t at the stop. I assumed she had gone home.
The next day was March 8th (International Women’s Day), and I wanted to make her happy. I brought her bright red roses. She loved those kinds of flowers and was so happy. From then on, I began bringing her different flowers, but there was always one flower I couldn’t seem to find—the one she liked most. Later, I found out that, like me, she loved daisies.
One day, I finally found daisies and went early to the bus stop, but she wasn’t there. This continued for a week, and I didn’t see her at all.
One day, while waiting for the bus, I saw a woman sweeping the street and got excited. But as I got closer, I realized it was someone else. I asked her about the other woman. She told me that the woman had passed away five days ago.
I broke into a cold sweat and started crying. I was too late to bring her the daisies. But I felt happy for her because now, she was reunited with her family. I sat at the same bus stop, remembering the whole story.
She was a wonderful woman. May she rest in peace…
Now, another woman cleans that same street.
Dinora Sodiqova daunghter of Faxriddin was born in Surxondaryo region. She is currently 18 years old and a first-year student at Termiz State University. Dinora has achieved numerous accomplishments so far. Her scientific articles have been published and highly rated in international journals. She participated in the International Republican Conference titled “The Heroism on the Path of National Prosperity, Peace, and Protection Will Never Be Forgotten” with her article and achieved great success. Her creative works, carried out in an artistic style across the republic, have also received recognition.
She is the winner of the “Most Intelligent Poetry Reader” nomination at Termiz State University.
Her life motto is: “Every step taken toward a goal leads a person toward victory.”