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- Story Listed as: True Life For Adults
- Theme: Family & Friends
- Subject: Pain / Problems / Adversity
- Published: 06/09/2021
Left So Early...
Adult, M, from Chennai, IndiaIt was 3 p.m friday my phone was ringing several times. I was very busy with my clients and I didn't had a clue that its gonna be my darkest day. After an hour approximately, I took my phone and saw 17 missed calls from my wife. Wondered why she called me these many times; accompanied with little fear that something bad might have happened. Not even just one ring was over, she immediately responded. Crying so loud and so loud which is not letting her vocal chords to say something and this made me even more impatient. Finally she spoke "please come home mohamed, please come fast, please please, don't ask me anything else!!" cried again and dropped.
Grabbed my bike key and rushed to my home with a very fiery speed and all my heart was filled with extreme fear. Just my bike turned left to enter kamarajar street where I saw few elderly people covering my house entrance door which was few meters away. Seeing me made all the people even more depressed and frightened. It was a very frightening moment for me as my whole body didn't had guts to go in but still I did. "Aasiq!!!!!"
He is dead!! My 9 year old son is dead. " Allah!!!...my child" cried so hard. " Cried, cried and cried and so did my wife. That was the hardest pain I ever felt and the wound is still the same. " what happened?" I asked my mother in law who witnessed him dead at first place. " I saw him inside the water tank before an hour with his face submerged and his legs lifted up". " I don't know how it happened and there is no way that the other persons can enter as the rooms were locked". I was not ready to hear anymore words and not anymore sound. Closed my eyes and sat in a corner, thinkin about just the kid and the past with him. Slowly my home moaned loud with lot of people coming in and crying out loud. I was helpless and numb at that moment by losing my paradise.
Since the reason of the death was not known, it was suggested to do post mortem for his body and my family agreed. The extreme pain i endured when Aasiq's body was taken away to hospital and when I imagined how a post mortem will be; I even thought of putting my life to the end. Ameena is still there for me and that stopped me. A father giving back his son to the nature is the worst punishment the God can offer when he is careless about his gift.
A week later, the report came stating that he consumed too many tablets at once which is not meant for kids besides all of them are strong and to be taken carefully. "But how did that happen?" asking myself and without any delay, I opened my cupboard. The tablets I stored to provide to my blood bank patients, most of them were missing. "What I have done to him?! What my family has done to him?! How we were so lethargic, ignoring the kid and looking at our own?! Why I didn't know what I am not supposed to keep in-front of a kid?! Why I didn't spend time to know about him?! Why I was not keeping an eye on him to prevent from threats?! Shame on me and shame on my family". I was not able to answer myself for any of those questions and just cried helplessly with much of guilt.
The message: Every kid should be carefully watched by their parents or their family members. Even the slight ignorance can cause worst things like sexual abuse, death, wrong habits, etc happen to your kids.
Left So Early...(Jegan Selvam)
It was 3 p.m friday my phone was ringing several times. I was very busy with my clients and I didn't had a clue that its gonna be my darkest day. After an hour approximately, I took my phone and saw 17 missed calls from my wife. Wondered why she called me these many times; accompanied with little fear that something bad might have happened. Not even just one ring was over, she immediately responded. Crying so loud and so loud which is not letting her vocal chords to say something and this made me even more impatient. Finally she spoke "please come home mohamed, please come fast, please please, don't ask me anything else!!" cried again and dropped.
Grabbed my bike key and rushed to my home with a very fiery speed and all my heart was filled with extreme fear. Just my bike turned left to enter kamarajar street where I saw few elderly people covering my house entrance door which was few meters away. Seeing me made all the people even more depressed and frightened. It was a very frightening moment for me as my whole body didn't had guts to go in but still I did. "Aasiq!!!!!"
He is dead!! My 9 year old son is dead. " Allah!!!...my child" cried so hard. " Cried, cried and cried and so did my wife. That was the hardest pain I ever felt and the wound is still the same. " what happened?" I asked my mother in law who witnessed him dead at first place. " I saw him inside the water tank before an hour with his face submerged and his legs lifted up". " I don't know how it happened and there is no way that the other persons can enter as the rooms were locked". I was not ready to hear anymore words and not anymore sound. Closed my eyes and sat in a corner, thinkin about just the kid and the past with him. Slowly my home moaned loud with lot of people coming in and crying out loud. I was helpless and numb at that moment by losing my paradise.
Since the reason of the death was not known, it was suggested to do post mortem for his body and my family agreed. The extreme pain i endured when Aasiq's body was taken away to hospital and when I imagined how a post mortem will be; I even thought of putting my life to the end. Ameena is still there for me and that stopped me. A father giving back his son to the nature is the worst punishment the God can offer when he is careless about his gift.
A week later, the report came stating that he consumed too many tablets at once which is not meant for kids besides all of them are strong and to be taken carefully. "But how did that happen?" asking myself and without any delay, I opened my cupboard. The tablets I stored to provide to my blood bank patients, most of them were missing. "What I have done to him?! What my family has done to him?! How we were so lethargic, ignoring the kid and looking at our own?! Why I didn't know what I am not supposed to keep in-front of a kid?! Why I didn't spend time to know about him?! Why I was not keeping an eye on him to prevent from threats?! Shame on me and shame on my family". I was not able to answer myself for any of those questions and just cried helplessly with much of guilt.
The message: Every kid should be carefully watched by their parents or their family members. Even the slight ignorance can cause worst things like sexual abuse, death, wrong habits, etc happen to your kids.
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