The Mother of Hundred Sons

Wearing half a dirty dress, holding a bag taka in her hand, half a pair of torn slippers, she hurried to the bus stand. Otherwise the bus will leave. Today, as soon as she meets the collector and appeals to him, she has been retired for five long years, but her pension has not been paid yet. The file will also fall to the dust. Her husband has been suffering from cervical spondylosis for 10 years today. Where will the money come from? Hear this collector very good people, very kind, listen to everyone. So she has to meet him immediate. 

One day, the children were afraid of this name. People say, "Madam Shantilata's beating on whose body has gone from inhuman to human." One day, Shantilata was the ideal teacher in the area. She also won many awards. She has also received awards from the governor. But today, those standards are all the rage. How many children she has made with this hand, but today she is troubled by her children.

She hurriedly boarded the bus and searched for a seat near the window. The bus left. As the speed of the bus increases, she thought about the past and the present.

The man-made Shantilata Madam could not build her only son well today, she was lost in the society. But being my son, he is ineligible and inhumane today.

All of her life's savings were spent on his son's study. She thought that if her son became a officer, she would spend the rest of her life with her grandchildren in peace. But it was opposite. Her daughter - in - law was very cruel and always misbehave her. "She was released this morning; she's talked to her son and she's fine. There are so many types it's hard to say.

The bride has to look her best during this time, because of posterity more than anything else. When she returned with her husband, she was reluctant to return to her hometown. Madam suppresses the pain of her heart. The bus stopped. One step closer to the office of the collector. She has a lot of thoughts in her mind, "Lord! Let my work be done today, how much more trouble." Arriving at the office, Peon held out her hand and waited for his order to arrive. She was allowed to meet shortly. I remember being very happy. Madam stepped inside.

The collector, of a young age, has a beautiful strong face. Before bowing to her, she bowed and touched her feet again. She was surprised. The boy silently asked, "Do you recognize me, madam, who called you 'Sudhir'? Did you sit on your lap and teach him the first letter?" At this point, remember? " "Once the poor boy stood at her door to eat, her husband called her home. She has been living in my house ever since," she recalled. Peace stands like a stone. He did all the work himself. Many respected.

When she returned, she blessed the child with great joy. And as soon as it was evening, she hurried to the bus stand. When she arrived, she remembered that she had not paid the bus fare. Luckily for the bus that came, the bus is stuck. She thought she'd pay the rent at the same time. Sitting on the bus, she fells asleep.

Suddenly the sleep deprived the bus horn. The village is stalled. Someone recognized the back and said, "Come down, madam. Is that a stop?" The conductor looked at Madam's face and smiled and bowed and said, "What will be the rent, Madam, again from you? Meeting you many days later, my great fortune is that you have come on my bus today." "Didn't you recognize me, madam?" I was samir, "sitting in the back seat of your class for fear of being beaten." How much did you punish me for not reading the text? And after the holidays, she would call me alone and explain my back. To be honest, madam, the lesson didn't come to me. I passed the B.A. with great difficulty, claiming that you had been beaten.

I now have three or four buses out of small businesses. "God made me meet you today because the bus conductor is on vacation." "Is it too much trouble? Are we still angry with this old woman?" That's why I'm indebted to you. "Tell me today, madam, that if I ever need any convenience, I will not be deprived of the opportunity to serve you." Shantilata nodded and blessed Samir's head.

Wiping tears from Madam's eyes, she thought that there was still human society in the society and that the disciple had a close relationship. "If you don't ask me what a son is, I have a handful of children for me." Madam's mind fills with joy and she thought I am the mother of hundred sons.