Suchismita Sarkar Bose

Drama

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Suchismita Sarkar Bose

Drama

Happiness

Happiness

3 mins
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It was my 10th birthday. I had asked it to be grand and royal. My parents always tried to fetch all ends and make them meet, for just a smile on my face. I too often felt that I wasn't happy, despite my closet being full of expensive items. Parents are such darlings that they will make provisions but never ask for being provided. So unconditionally they love you.

On my birthday every corner was wrapped in a decor suited for a princess's palace. The spread for dinner was mouthwatering. Every arrangement should have passed with appreciation. Guests arrived and wished me. They seemed happier than I was. Loud music, dancing, giggling and happiness filled the hall. I sat sloped.

My parents tried to understand my passing countenance but in vain. Few more days passed after my birthday party. My family continued their review on the party, except me. Somehow I was shutting myself like a Venus flytrap with an insect in its belly.


One day I returned from school humming a tune to myself. My mother at once caught me and guess what?!...HAPPY. She asked me, "What song is that? I forgot the lyrics.". Instantly I sung the song for her...she joined me in chorus ....Oh! How penache!

That night I told her about my best friend, Lynda. She got a newly born baby brother. She described me how small he was. She even cried to that and expressed how happy she was. She even wouldn't care for any friendship now. She had to better herself in every way to be a firm example to her baby brother. I told my mother that I watched her and kept watching her as she spoke.


Next day, in the car, my mother shared my joy with my father, on their way to office. Unhindered by any thought, she wished for my joy. My practical father boldened every letter he uttered in admonition but my mother belittled all probables. She only wanted happiness for me.

It was my mother's pregnancy days. She damn cared any whispers around. She only took care of my happiness. Pregnancy in greying years is a kind of a shame, they said but my mom was so happy about it because I was happy about it. My long wait came to an end on the seventh day of January. My mom was hurried to the operation theatre. My father was super tensed outside. We saw nurses, drifting through the corridors with oxygen cylinder... sometimes with saline and blood pouches. We stood mazed.


The doctor finally showed up. He was not looking satisfied. My father stood up to query. He said that my mother had given birth to a baby boy but she raced for life...gave it a good try ....but soon gave up.

I did not know how to react. How unfortunate was my brother that no one would want to recall the day of his birth. My father wouldn't see him. I stopped him and implored to see my mother...to thank her for all that she had done for me....she even fought on the face of death to bring HAPPINESS for me.

Today is my brother's tenth birthday and I know not how to bring HAPPINESS to him.


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