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'No mother, whatever happens today, I will know it.' Seeing Mannat upset, Seema felt that today Mannat will have to tell her sad story. Also, now Mannat had become smart after studying and she had started understanding her mother's words. Thinking this, Seema started telling her daughter Mannat the story of her life. About 30 years ago, I came to this house as a newlywed. Like other girls, I also wanted to get married. I loved dressing up. I used to do my work well, but my two elder sisters still did not stop finding faults in my work. My mother-in-law did not say anything to me, but sometimes she would get influenced by them and tell me true and false things. I never spoke to her. Two-three years passed like this. Even if I did not have any children, I would have to listen to taunts. A lot used to happen to me, but my leader Sant Sharan never dared to speak in my favor. No one in the house would speak in front of Amma, but even Amma would become quiet in front of her sister-in-law. Since her father-in-law had died many years ago, her mother-in-law was the head of the house. Seeing the discord in the house, she decided to separate everyone.
The elder son settled in the city. The second one started living in the same house and Amma also decided to live with him because Amma did not want to leave her ancestral house. Amma got two rooms built for us at another place. Many years passed like this but my lap was still green. Along with me, Sharan also started worrying that we would never be able to become parents. This worry made him addicted to alcohol. The fight between the sisters-in-law was over, now Sharan had taken up this responsibility. It became difficult for me to live in such an environment.' One day, Peke went away sadly. Only Veerji and Bhabhi lived in the house.
Her parents died in her childhood. Till now Veer ji had brought her up. After listening to all my words, Veer ji explained that 'Look sister, you are young, like my children, but your house is right for you. Sharan wants to do anything, but you are the queen of that house. If I keep you, I will take you away but'.. Veer ji stopped at this point.
‘But what brother?’ I said
Veer ji thought for a while and then said, 'But no one will ask you here, I agree that your Bhabhi is very good, but even if you leave everything here and come, it doesn't matter to you.' For him, you will be a fool for him. If he says anything to you, I cannot say anything because if I take your side, he will say that you want your sister, not your family, but if I talk about him, you will feel bad. In this way, both their homes will be damaged.' After listening to Veer ji, I quietly left from there. On the way, I felt very bad for him. I rested for a while after reaching home. As soon as I woke up, I remembered Veer ji's words that you are the queen of your house. It really felt very good to come home.
I started eating roti at night. Aashray came so much. Satisfied with alcohol, he fell on the bed and became unconscious. He was unconscious. I was angry seeing him like this but I did not say anything. When I gave him roti, he ran away, which made me even more angry, but I did not want to say anything. I did not eat roti myself and quietly went to sleep.
It was morning and I got up and made rotis for the audience and after eating it, I went to work. I was fed up with Sharan's habit of drinking alcohol. I was always sad. Hearing the voices of children in people's homes, I felt like wishing that if only God had given me a daughter, my womb would have been beautiful too. God must have had difficulty in fulfilling this small wish of mine. The whole day passed in these thoughts.
At night Sharan came home drunk again. I was very angry at him, so I scolded him a lot. Sharan pushed me and said, 'It is not the man who drinks, it is his worries that make him drink.' I said, 'Which worries made you drink?' 'He does not have any children of his own, whoever he meets, he asks how many children he has. Even then if no one tells him, the next one starts saying, “Go to the doctor, go to Baba.” I was going crazy listening to people's talk, Sharan was talking and I was watching and listening to him as well. Today, for the first time in so many years, Sharan had said so much and I was numb listening to him. Today, if I had to eat roti, I did not cook it. I was thinking only this while lying on the bed. I was getting angry at myself that I am not worthy.
In the morning, suddenly Veerji called Sharan on his phone. Sharan was taking a bath so I picked up his call. Veerji immediately said- Seema beta, are you okay.. I am very worried about you yesterday. I cried a lot after listening to Veerji. When Veer asked again, she controlled herself and told him the whole story. Veerji said, “Son, don't worry, your brother will stay here for a day.” Saying this, Veerji hung up the phone.
A few days later, Veerji came home in the afternoon. After having tea, Veerji said, 'Son, don't worry, I have come to you to solve your problem.'
I looked at Veer ji in surprise and asked, 'How Veer ji'? Veer ji replied with a smile, a friend of mine has given birth to a third daughter a few days ago. When I told Bhabhi about this, she said that we should adopt this girl from her for Seema. This will improve Seema's life and it will not be difficult to raise these two daughters. I agreed to Bhabhi's suggestion and talked to my friend. At first he did not agree but after I asked him many times, he agreed and he also convinced his family. I was happy to hear this from Veer ji, but I became silent thinking about Sharan. Seeing me silent, Veer ji said, 'What happened Seema?' 'Will Sharan be ready for this?'
I also thought the same, son. Come on, try talking to her once. Saying this Veer left. In the evening when Sharan came home, after having dinner I told him the whole thing, he was very happy to hear this. Sharan said that you call Veer ji right now and he will come to see that girl tomorrow. Sharan's happiness surprised me. Sharan was impatient. He got ready early in the morning and sat down. I have never seen him so happy. This attitude of his was making me very happy from within.
When Veer ji, Bhabhi ji, I and Sharan reached their house, they welcomed us very warmly. After having tea, we talked about the newborn baby girl, and for a moment her eyes filled up with tears, but then she convinced herself and decided to give the baby to us. We took a date from the court to legally adopt the baby girl. When we named the baby, the baby's mother was crying a lot. I also got scared for a moment seeing her, but encouraging her, I said, 'Don't worry sister, I will never let your daughter suffer, this is my promise.' My words must have given her some courage, but I could also understand how difficult it is for a mother to give her child to someone else.
‘That girl is me, isn’t she mother?’ Mannat said, placing her hand on her mother’s shoulder.
Seema replied by nodding in 'yes'. When they brought you home, all the neighbours were standing outside the house. Everyone congratulated me and gave you money as a token of good luck. It was your father who named you Mannat. He named you so because he said that God had fulfilled his promise of a child. We were very happy. The whole house was fragrant with your arrival. Now Sharan had also reduced his drinking.
Many months passed like this and we forgot all our sorrows but…
'But what mother? Mannat asked Seema. Seema looked at Mannat with sad eyes and said, but God does not like our happiness. One day your father had a heart attack while working and died.
Hearing this, Mannat immediately became silent. She was feeling sad in her heart that she used to trouble her mother by repeatedly asking about her father.
From that day onwards the struggle of his life started. It became difficult for me to decide whether I should go out and earn money for the house or stay at home and follow you. Your uncle had given me ration for about two months but that too was about to end and I did not have the courage to ask him for ration again. Then one day the neighbor came home and said that she has found a job for me in the school where she works. She said that with this I can earn money to run the house. I got some courage from her words. The next day when your grandmother came home, I told her everything. Hearing this, Bibi started saying that what will people say, it has not been even two months since Haje Sharan's death and you also started going out. Women will make things but if they pay for the household expenses, no one will come. I have to do this now and I believe that there is still a whole life left in this and I do not want to give any more trouble to Veerji. Seema was speaking. Hearing her, Bibi became silent. Then the woman said, 'Okay, you have come to school. If you get this job then I will take care of Mannat.'
So I started working again and used to stitch clothes during holidays. This helped in managing the household expenses. I started saving little by little for your education. One day when Veer ji came home, he got angry at me after hearing about my job and said, what is the matter sister, I told you that I will take care of you in every way, then why did you start working? Brother, I do not want to be a burden on you. Also, I have to fulfill my responsibilities. Hearing this, Veer ji became silent.
Son, you have got the fruits of my hard work of so many years by securing the first position in the entire college. Seema had just finished her talk when Mannat's phone rang. Mannat looked very happy while listening to the phone. Mannat became happy and said to her, 'Mom, what I want to tell you will make you even more happy, Mom, I got a call from my college, they have offered me a teaching job in the college. Mom, now you don't have to worry about anything. Now your good time has started. I will never let you lack anything. Hearing Mannat's words, Seema's happiness knew no bounds. Her struggle seemed to be successful.
