The Old Women and her Sorrows { A tragedy } .

I often visited the old age Home to meet my neighbour's mother , I often think whether the man's heart is made of stone how could he ever think to put his mother in a old age home because he couldn't meet her expences . One fine day as usual i went to the old age home to meet her , but she was not happy she sat beside a old women who laid in the bed wiping her tears , i went and took her blessings and hugged her but still she was very unhappy there was a mere silence in the room , finally she spoke { I am feeling very bad for Savitri } .

Savitri was the women who laid in the bed ,she was a new freind for my aunt [ my neighbour's mother ] . She started to say about Savitri wiping her tears every moment .

Savitri and her husband had no children after their marriage so they went to a adoption centre and adopted a baby boy they called him Arun , he was well pampered by the couple, he was provided with all the things he wanted , he was admitted in a international school in bengalore and later in a famous university, for further studies he also studied in a foriegn university and after few years he was married to a girl who worked for a multi-national company . The new wed couple bought a villa for themselves , later they got two daghters and everything went on smoothly but one fine day Arun received a call from Savitri's husband saying that Savitri is affected from Lung cancer and the cost of the treatment is very high and the poor old couple coudn't afford it so for the next few months Arun transferred thousands of rupees for his mother's treatment . The doctors done many therapy and surgeries for Savitri yet she was not cured and one fine day Savitri's husband passed away after a few days Arun and his wife decided to take away all the property from his mother and put her in a old age home and her tratment was left incomplete .

Now she is counting her days maybe after a few weeks she can also be dead .

After hearing the saga from her tears rolled from my eyes i was shocked ,how did Arun ever think to put his mother in a old age home , when she also gave a new life to him , if she was not there then he could have been getting rotten in the Orphanage .

I sat with my aunt patting the head of Savitri she held my hand and kissed my palms later i received a call from my dad saying that i am getting late for my guitar lessons so i left the place and started for my home .

After a few months again i visited the old age home but this time my aunt was alone when i enquired about Savitri my aunt she said that Savitri passed away few weeks back but the dreadful part of the story was during Savitri's final minutes she was holding my aunt's hands and even after her death her lifeless hands was slightly held to my aunt's hands .

It was a tragedy .