A Mother’s Dead Child

Over the years people would presume, that she may have moved on and they will often tell her it God's will, that took her child back. But deep-down a storm would be raging sideways in her heart.

A Mother’s Dead Child is a short story written by Haniya Usmani and shared with The Ugly Writers for the month of July

 

A Mother’s Dead Child

 

When a loved one slips away into a forever slumber, people around us assure us that the heart-throbbing pain will subside over time. We seem to suppose we would never stop grieving about the loved one’s death, but we do forget in the passage of time. The pain and longing desires for them to return gradually diminishes. We seem to ignore the absence of our dead brother, sister, uncle, aunt, mother, father, or whoever it might be. Our memories of them gently fade away and we slip back into the present-day world soon enough.

But, when a mother’s child dies, no one may understand the chaos in her mind at the present. For days the mother may sit back blankly. No such thoughts of her child’s death may arise in her mind. She would be lost in a void now from which she may never return. Only that, months later she’ll come to understand the loss of her child. She may have a frantic look seized on her but will often cover it up with a veil. She’ll hide her inner self from others and mourn from the depths of her heart. She may put on a forced smile, but only she may know what lies deep down in her. She would want to scream those emotions out but her mouth rather would remain shut.

Over the years people would presume, that she may have moved on and they will often tell her it was God’s will, that took her child back. But deep down a storm would be raging sideways in her heart. And until her last breath, the image of her child may run across her mind, she will feel a pit in her stomach, could be she shed tears.

You see, a mother and her child’s relationship is quite meaningful. A child can never come to hate their mother, and a mother can never hate her child. The love fastened between them is incapable of being explained. If we come to compare the relationship between a child and his mother to a brother and her sister or niece and her aunt or whatsoever, a mother and her child’s relationship always stands out. After all, it is that mother that gave birth to the child who raised it with care and affection, and made the child be capable enough to stand on its tiny feet and face the world.

A woman may never realize the mother’s pain until she doesn’t become a mother for herself. Only then the woman’s deepest fear would be losing her child in the abyss of death. Just like God with us, a mother’s love never gives up on her child or praying for her child.

 

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