Boy Or Girl?

That was a wonderful day when I heard from my wife that new member is coming to our family as she was expecting. I was very happy and excited and prayed to God that everything should be going good. Slowly – slowly all our relatives, friends and neighbours knows about it.

Now everybody were giving us blessings, especially to my wife. We both were very happy, we were dreaming about the baby all the time.

Day by day when my excitement coming down as I was busy with my job schedule and other routine works, I realize that people was asking to me and to my wife that what do you want, “Boy or Girl”……? We were just answering that whatever God will be give to us, will accept.

Than people started assuming and presuming and directly they were saying that you will have a baby boy. I wondered, my wife also wondered. But we smiled and replied to them, “thank you”.

Even my parents, her parents wished my wife and said, “God will give you a baby boy.”

After some time, my mind was again and again thinking about what I will get, Boy or Girl. I don’t know why but same was going with me, within me.

Now, whenever anyone blessing us that you will have a baby boy, I was feeling so good inside. It’s like from bottom of my heart, I want only a baby boy. When someone said after watching a baby’s direction (my wife’s tummy) that, “may be you will have a baby girl”, than I feel bad. Even some times I was getting angry on that person and replied, “Are you God or had any proof”?

Slowly – slowly time passed, days passed and months passed and the day has come. I was in hospital with my wife as her labour pain was started. Doctor and nurses took her to the delivery room and the door was closed.

I was sitting outside, worried about my wife and my baby and also praying for baby boy as I don’t want baby girl. After few hours, one nurse came out with my baby who was folded in a white towel. Before I asked the nurse, she told, “It’s a baby boy”.

I was feeling like a top of the world, I was so much happy as that was a precious moment for our life. I was thankful to God and then I went to my wife to wish her with my family.

Time is like sand, it’s passed like we are blinking our eyes. Now, 30 years passed. I am retired from my accountant job last year. Our son is married and has a baby boy too. He is very successful businessmen and his wife is a corporate professional. Now our son is that much bigger that he is directly says on our face, “Mamma-papa, you don’t know anything. You have to realise that, understand the difficulties we are facing to live with you”.

Of course, no one like old things but we are not things, we are parents who expected the same love from our children which we gave them. But suddenly they are changed, this generation changed. All are busy as they don’t have time to look after their parents. If any type of work we are giving to them than they replying that, “Oh dad-mom, we are so much busy. This is not 90’s time when you had too much time to spend for the silly things, when will you understand that? If your work is very important, do it yourself, please don’t disturb us”.

This generation is really disobedient, arrogant and undisciplined. They are treating with us like a servant sometime in our own house. We are tortured from last 4-5 years but my wife told me every time that, “it’s OK, let them do whatever they want, after all they are our children only”.

After a year, my wife died. It was very painful for me and I started praying to God that, “please take my life as well”. But everyone has their own destiny. After a one month of my wife’s death, one day my son came to my room in the morning with a new leather big bag and told me to put my all clothes and necessary items in it. He was saying, “Enough is enough, now I am unable to tolerate such things, my wife is fighting with me every day. She wants you to go from here. I have made all the arrangements for you, just get ready and have your breakfast”. I didn’t understand anything but I did whatever he said because he was look like very angry from his face.

After putting necessary items and some of my clothes I kissed my grandson and said goodbye to him. My daughter-in-law did not come out from her room as she didn’t want to see my face, I guess. My son told me to have breakfast but I refused and told him, “Let’s go”.

My son took his car from the parking area and I sit near to him. When we were going, my son told me that, “don’t worry, you are going to a good place. People will be good there, I made all arrangements there. You will not face any trouble there, I will come every month to see you.”

I was listening to him but didn’t reply, never. After one and half hour of driving, my son stopped his car and I see on my left, Abhalmaya Old Age Home.

Now I want to ask all of you, “What do you want, Boy or Girl?”