Blame

I came to my maternal home for a few days. It turned out that my childhood friend Mamta has also come in connection with the job When she came to know, she called me to her house. I thought today is Sunday, she will be at home. I reached her house. She smiled and welcomed me. Hugged me and made me sit in the drawing-room and went to the kitchen saying that she was bringing tea for me. be at home. I kept looking at the decor of her house. In her house, I saw a big showcase which was filled with only toys. I looked beautiful and many toys. A piece of news was also heard about Mamta being infertile. So I could not dare to ask her anything. I did not want to hurt her. She felt very relieved upon seeing me. She had great faith in me. Several days later she felt as if she had found someone. Her pain got tongueless. Gradually all the secrets were opened automatically.  Those who dreamed of having children In the desire of only boys, they were brutally broken. I was surprised to learn that her in-laws for want of a grandson forced her to abstain three to four times. Not only this, when the doctor said that she would never be a mother in the future, the uneducated and the executioners pushed Mamta out of the house by accusing her of sterile accusations and then remarried their son. What can be a bigger punishment for a woman ! for the grandson to be, such a mess with the spirit of a mother! I was surprised to see.