one pleasent morning, I just dozed off after my preparation for the long journey. I was awakened by the sweet voice of my mother. Preparations for a journey to another province was accelerated in the kitchen. After a shower I was engaged again in the final packing.
It was 8.30,mother entered into my room with some packaged food. After all when I was about to depart , my mother stood close by me and whispered in my ears"I have kept a special "energy " packet in the bag, take and have it whenever you feel hungry. The energy you you get from this you don't get in any other food.I shook my head in agreement. It was 9o clock,I set off. The train was at 10.00.I reached the station at 9.40.I just dozed off at the station because I already exhausted. I was started by the whistle of the train.I boarded the train and sat on my seat. I eaten something and I slowly went up to sleep again.
I was awakened by a sound that wrung in my ears after a short silence............................................................."please give me something. My baby and I starving for two days".it was a pathetic scene. A destitute woman with her hungry baby.
Suddenly I remembered my beloved mother and the " energy" parcel that she had prepared with great pain out of her boundless love for me and put in my baggage.I took the parcel with a reluctant heart and gave it to the lady and her child. After a while,I fell asleep. In half sleep I headed that voice again , with the same agony,in the depth of my heart;
"""''""''''''PLEASE GIVE ME SOMETHING. WE ARE STARVING FOR TWO DAYS.""""""""""""