While writing this, my eyes are completely filled with tears, my mind is weeping and my heart is broken. I am sitting alone in my room and thinking of the girl who is completely unknown to me, whom I have never met before, and about whose appearance I can only imagine. But it seems I have known for long because I can feel her pain, I can understand what trauma she is going through and how much struggle she is facing in her life. Here I go…
The other day my mom told me about Ms. Kaurobi, her colleague in school. She is an unmarried Bengali girl, perhaps 27 years of age. Her family includes 3 married sisters and a “before time retired father”. Her mom had succumbed to injuries when she was quite young. Her father had to take retirement before time to get money for treatment of her mother, to get money to marry his 3 daughters, andto get money to get no pension in the future. Kaurobi witnessed all this at a very short age of 15 years and circumstances made her mature before time. They made her self-motivated and determined. Immediately after completing her standard 12th, she started teaching in a school and till date is doing so. With the salary she gets(10000/- pm perhaps), she is pursuing her graduation, taking care of her father, and meeting all the daily expenditures in this big city Delhi. She also does the complete household work by herself because, of course, she cannot afford hiring a maid. She has an air-conditioner at her 2 room flat but hardly does she puts it ON. Her father is also unemployed. With so many responsibilities on her shoulders and lack of time, it isn’t any wonder that she never ever brings complete and nutritious lunch in the school—either roti-achaar, or plain chawal, DAILY. (Her favorite dishes are fish and chawal.) She neither has a friend nor anyone who can help her, with whom she can share her feelings. All that she feels is loneliness…
When principal of the school scolds her for petty issues, when senior teachers make fun of her attire, she does not reply anything!!! Finding an opportunity and taking into belief Ms. Kaurobi, my mom asked her the reason of her ever increasing silence. And she weepingly replied--- “I am needy, ma’am. So I dare not say anything which can threaten my job in this school.” This was the complete answer to all her problems and she narrated all what had happened in her life to my mom. Since then my mom has been sharing half lunch with her.
I salute the courage with which she is facing all problems in her life. I don’t believe in god, I have certain enmity with Him but because people say god exists and always solves the problems of anyone who prays to Him, I leave my ego aside and pray to you god with folded hands—Please help her. Don’t be so rude. Give her some happiness; happiness which she deserves. I leave aside all my hatred towards you, and pray--- Pleassssse help her. Give her the courage to face all sorts of problems. Have mercy on her.
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