The 4th of July and Congratulations.

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End Outrageous Abuses Against HIV/AIDS Carriers, Activists

End Outrageous Abuses Against HIV/AIDS Carriers, Activists

 

By Kamala B. Sarup

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The Sound Of Loneliness

The sound of loneliness (poem)
Kamala Budhathoki Sarup

The sound of loneliness
The sound more loneliness too
It comes from outside near by
Where stands a large people tree
People say
The people haunt the place
The night
People worship them

Beneath the trees.

But I don't believe in night
I have no believe
That Gods

Exist beneath the trees
The sound is unusual
It's not either of people or Gods

Sometimes, from inside
Sometimes, from bothsides
Weeping and lulling
At last one day
I asked the poor man
Whose sound is it?

And why?
He said a woman has just delivered a child
I am a porter,

The child is satisfied
In breast feeding
The nipples with no milk flow
The sound is indeed a reaction
Arising from the gap
Between demand and supply
Nowadays,

The walls crack violently
Some faint shapes of mine appear

Life,I bow to you
The sound becomes sweet
As the poor man told,
Though
The sound was a struggle
But sometimes
Even the struggle tastes sweet.

Even the Life struggle tastes sweet.

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Sustainable Democracy And troubled society

This article was originally published by United Press International, Asia. (Revised article). 

Our failure to recognize and treat social ills has created conditions that are not conducive to its electoral process and hamper the development of democracy. The ability of the people to make intelligent voting decisions is obstructed by their daily struggle for food and shelter. It is difficult for them to understand the virtues of democracy on a hungry stomach, and hard to make informed decisions based on a lack of education. It is difficult to exercise democratic rights in the absence of an independent, responsible, political leaders, especially while struggling to protect life and limb due to continued acts of violence.

Political theory holds that a sustainable democracy is one in which the work and accomplishments of the elected representatives prove more useful to the people than to the candidates themselves.  

Social conditions that foster the implementation of democratic reforms include a free and responsible press, economic reforms, and a universal public education system. These are necessary to raise the literacy of the people and create awareness of the political, economic and social changes affecting them. These would help our electorate to effectively judge politicians and not re-elect those whose actions in office have been either questionable or have failed to yield productive results in addressing social problems.

 

Running a government is not easy. Human nature dictates and translates various forms of governance into viable action, often with distorting effects. Democracy is no different. Winston Churchill once remarked, "It has been said that democracy is the worst form of government except all the others that have been tried." This may be true, but democracy offers the best hope and protection for human beings' basic rights.

In the historical context, democratic experiments in South America and Europe were not always successful when first adopted. This suggests that several variants suitable to specific cultures and locations may be necessary before a workable model is achieved.

In the United States, often cited as the most successful democracy in the world, economic success and personal freedoms are the result of a long process rather than a sudden emergence from a static state. The U.S. Civil War, fought primarily over the expansion of slavery in various states, showed that the democratic principles that emerged from it were different from the ones that created it. Though repeated cycles of boom and bust in the U.S. business cycle led to the Great Depression in the 1930's, President Franklin D. Roosevelt's "New Deal" program between 1933 and1938 brought relief, recovery and reform. Though disputed, it nevertheless gave more rights to unions and encouraged the common person to actively participate in democratic decision-making.

 First, it must understand the dynamics of its own local conditions and cultural diversity, which must shape its own democratic model. After all, there is no "one size fits all" model available. Second, it must nurture the components of a democratic society -- education, press and human rights, including women's rights.

The cornerstone of democracy must be firmly set in universal free education and equal economic opportunity. If democracy is indeed a process as we know it, then creating favorable conditions for its growth will only aid the people in realizing its benefits as quickly as possible.

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Only Arranged Marriages

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My second stories collection " Feelings of Remembrance ".

I have published my second stories collection " Feelings of Remembrance ". I write stories with characters of emotional feelings, love, hate, freedom, and life. I'm a woman with the principle. I write humanity, freedom, relationship, love, and beauty. And this world, where I am born.There is no disadvantage to live. Life is beautiful. Since my writing is so much about women's rights, freedom, relationship, pain, happiness, love, society, I would say I write for our life. Beauty is very much a part of a lot of my writings.

Valentine’s Day: Love Brings Only Love

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Unsafe Abortions and Empowerment

Published in  Cape May County Herald.

By Kamala Budhathoki Sarup

 The World Health Organization has estimated that as many as 20 million abortions each year are unsafe and that 10 to 50 percent of women undergo unsafe abortions.

The Jakarta Declaration and the U.N. commission on the status of women indicate priority must be given through gender responsive development policies; safe birth control practices have to be taught and advocated right from the grass root level.

It is true that women die each day from pregnancy-related complications and unsafe abortions. Most of these women are unaware about reproductive health.

According to a family planning survey, the desire to have a son by women without children was found to be 86 percent, and 100 percent of women who already had three girls desired for a son in some countries. Globally, women are the poorest, even within poor households.

The poor educational status of women is connected with their employment and the nature of the jobs they can have access to. Women are not proportionately represented at decision-making levels. A kind of hesitation is frequently found when talking about women’s empowerment and women rights.

Quite a large number of men and women are reluctant to express their views publicly in favor of women’s rights, because they do not like to be listed as ‘feminists.’

“Feminism is not an isolated approach, but a campaign to mainstream poor and powerless women, but it is losing the affection of contemporary intelligentsia,” said Bidhan Acharya.

In recent years, reproductive health has been a matter of priority, as the problem of sexually transmitted diseases including HIV/AIDs is increasingly a major threat. Many women remain unaware of reproductive health issues due to lack of education opportunities.

The increase in the education of women and girls contributes greater empowerment of women, to a postponement of the age of marriage and to a reduction in the size of families.

Thus, it is believed that unless appropriate and adequate education and employment programs are launched, the life expectancy of women will decline. It is very necessary that we should understand the importance of women's health.

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A real story from my widow friend

A real story from my widow friend

Kamala Budhathoki. Sarup

My friend, who lost her husband recently said "My husband loves me so much. I love him too, so passionately as though life itself comes with it. Since our marriage we didn't even have time to talk fully. He should have stayed at home to farm.  My husband is no more now." . 

"Your husband is said to be in hospital. Get ready. We should leave right away on the 2:00 bus," I had told my friend hurriedly, recentlly.,"  Her mother said with great pain.

The house of my friend was not more than a 15 or 16-minute walk from mine. Though she was the third-born daughter among seven sisters, she was more like the eldest in terms of household work, and in addition she was the most beautiful girl, so all the boys liked her. Of course, there were some rumors about her marriage when I was in the city. A number of people would come daily to her house to persuade her to marry, and her mother would harass others telling their number, counting on her fingers.

" Your husband has come back." After returning from his house, her husband had come straight to see me. He was smartened up with nice clothes and talked with my father of big things about the nation and the world. He had become well-learned, my father had commented. Then we went to the market for the whole day and had tea and talked about his wife.

Really I had no fear of the world. I was thoughtless and free in the world. I was in a passionate hurry to exchange my feelings with him and wished to tell him,  you are the best.

The red nose pin in a case which he gave me, I have kept very carefully in a small box on the floor. Cream powder, hair oil and scent I have kept in the same place. Even to remember those things brings tears to my eyes.

Then, after he started sending letters twice a day, I would wait for the postman every day. I would give him two rupees as a tip to make him happy so he would come first to my house. I used to be greatly pained If I didn't see the postman even for a day, and I used to go and sit under the shade of a tree that leaned over my house, facing south.

"Did your husband send any message?" said  one uncle. Uncle knew me from my childhood so I sensed that he wanted to help me. "Nothing would happen to my friend's husband." I told my uncle with a trembling voice.

I could hardly speak. "OK, now I will hand up the phone. I can't pay the bill any more." He hung up.

"Kamala sister I always see only your face in front of me. I have been so restless to meet you. At all times, I have been living with your love." I repeat his last letter again.

  "Kamala, my husband died. I am homeless, loveless," said the teary-eyed friend.

Many widow women are living a miserable life, are not educated, do not have access to health facilities and free education.  Widow women cannot forget how giving women political power does not mean improvement overall in women's political, economic or social status. 

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Parents Our Valentine.

Parents Our Valentine.     Kamala Budhathoki. Sarup I have learned from my parents, "Love brings only love." Love means to unite the minds, a matter which is wider than the sky and as attractive as the flower. I remember a morning when we smiled, keeping hand in hand. My parents hold the second position in my heart and mind, the first being held by God. My family is true to me. I can't offer them more than my love; that's why I give them the second position in my heart after God. To live in a positive way is my ideology. My mind concentrated on such things and remembered the what my mother said, "Survive for the future." I also told my parents, "We have right to live freely as the white flowers live."  In fact, life is a difficult journey. Sometimes I want to tell the story of the journey of my life, how I longed to fly in the sky in childhood. I wished to be a prestigious and successful woman.  My grandmother especially had wept for many days, begging for her granddaughter's return, though I was making my way wisely and honestly. To choose one from two things life and death I have chosen life and escaped from home carrying a dream to become a good person. I came to US for beauty of life. I remembered my grandfather a lot. Though I thought about my brothers and sisters, I escaped from home. Life means to struggle, and I struggled so that I would never remain unhappy. I have spent many days in success and in transition. I have dreamed about many things in life, a small beautiful home, a struggling life, and a peaceful life. However, I could complete the journey that I started. I was brokenhearted at my uncle's death, I have been broken hearted. I have felt lonely at this age. When I flew parting from near ones and dear ones and the family  what a worrying moment! My mind has started to feel loneliness. I think the moment one parts from family and kin is painful. Such a moment upgrades the importance of family and well wishers. Since, I am in the US, and, US has given me the chance to write many many articles and made me a very strong woman. "We must survive for a happy life," my father said. Nowadays, I weigh myself many times in an unending struggle. My mother told me, "Look up at the sky from the top of the house. Keep watching the sky." I think our relationship is not one of trial and error. I am always ready to fight the battle for love and harmony. I am fighting for that truth. Another name for life is struggle, forgiveness and love. My Valentine's card from my parents read, "We love by heart." It provides quite a different pleasure to read this, coming from my parents. I thank them for such inspiration. Their Valentine's card has shown me the right path in life. Now, sitting here, I am trying to write a Valentine's poem for Valentine's Day. I love my parents for their love, forgiveness and companionship. Copyright mediaforfreedom.com

HIV from her husband

She was an intelligent and emotional individual. Last night, she called me on the phone and said, "I have now learnt to live with HIV". She has declared herself HIV positive and I cried all night.

I remember she told me last year. "Kam, I like an ideal husband, the one who makes a good husband, quiet and loyal".

She was a very beautiful woman. Therefore, the person she should marry is either supposed to be a leading personality that can absolutely take command in her life.

I told her, "I want you to become happy and successful and if there is anything that I could do, I would be happy. Anyway, your trust considering me capable enough of giving suggestions in your personal decisions, this truly means a lot to me". And then we became very good friends.

Last year, I had celebrated her birthday. I told her, "I understand family pressure, especially regarding the wedding issue and your family have their rights to dictate upon you. However, you decide for your life. Therefore, it is your decision whom you will marry."

I further added, "I suggest that you find someone who is willing to accept the way you are."

I know finding love marriage is hard for female in many parts of the world. Once again I know it shouldn't be, but we grew up with this kind of society.

She told me that she wants to see me. I mean after all I know I was her good friend. She was tested positive for HIV in 2006. She did not receive any medical help. I really wanted to help her. She got the HIV from her husband. Her husband did not informed her about the HIV infections prior to their marriage.

I went out the house. I put on my shoes and hurriedly reached the street. I even didn't inform my mother about my departure. Today, I went out hurriedly when my mother was busy to prepare tea and breakfast in the kitchen.

I have to meet her. She is a lady who was born in my city.  She really seems like the moon. Her big almond eyes stroked his heart like an arrow. A real beautiful lady whom there is no need of money to get. Thinking of her, I was lured to her on the way. The betel nut inside her small mouth and the red flower on her plait defeated every beauty in front of her. I am proud of her. While enjoying friendship with her, I do not wish even to imagine my other friends. Scented oil on her hair and expensive scent on her dress always make her look like a bride .

When I was pushing myself through a busy street, an office co-worker, disturbed me. I escaped.

I told myself my life would be incomplete in the absence of her friendship. I was eager to meet her. I have forgotten my family at this time. I wished to pass the whole day with her. I kept my way to her. I had drawn my salary the day before. I had some money to buy oil. I decided to buy scent for her. I would like to buy her a lot of things at a time but my income does not allow me to do so.

If I had a lot of money , I would take out her from the rented house and build a beautiful house of her own. I would buy a small motor bike for her pleasure. I would buy all the up to date and fashionable clothes for her. My heart filled with the love and tears for her. I was fully sunk into the depth of her life. I went to market and bought a bottle of scent for her. I wanted to keep her happy. The people on the way seemed to disturb me. The way to her house was quite long today. I was eager to meet her.

When I neared to the room of her, I fixed my hair style and dress unconsciously. After a while, the door was opened. It was her husband standing at the door. Her husband welcomed me. My eyes were searching for my friend . "Where is my friend?" I asked.

He said, "She has disappeared since last night. Either she died or returned back to her mom's house. I informed the police. I searched for her everywhere but she is nowhere," he said.

I couldn't decide what to do. I remained standing with scent bottle, looking at her selfish husband.

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Writer, Freedom And Literature

Writer, Freedom And Literature

By Kamala Budhathoki. Sarup

The world's picture has changed after first and second world war. After 9/11 incident the world witnessed yet another holocaust of terror. This has a definite impact in man's mind. Time has not been moving with certain direction. The aimless movement of time has made man's future more uncertain. The question of peace, freedom and security is a big question mark before us. With Nietzsche's diclaration of the death of god, the world is left alone without any saviour. In such a crucial time of mental crisis I have searched God within human and declared a new god.

Literature is an endeavour of searching the space of sentiment and feeling. The feeling and sentiment connects one person with another. Science and technology can never and in no age can ignore the feeling and sensibility of the creator. The  science and technology can never challenge this truth of a creation. In this age of science too, Milton is known as England, Homer is known as Greece, Vergil is known as Rome, Frost is known as America, Bhanubhakta is known as Nepal, Ravindra Nath Tagor is known in India. A writer writes simply because he can create emotion, sentiment and feeling in his creation. Poet Gopal Parajuli said "In my book of 'Naya Ishwarko Ghoshana' the god is personified to man. My assumption is that the man with the power of divinity can lead the world and can play the role as god, and at the same time can protect the universe with His greatness and strength. I have projected this new thing in my book. This very fact perhaps might have provided this opportunity". 

I reject theoretical concept in literature. As an experimental writer I want to explore new things in my literary work. I like to present new things as time dictates and demands. To achieve my goal I have developed my philosophy in writing through which I go with my writer. To observe life and the world through literature and to explore peace, happiness and pleasure for mankind and to explore oneself from there is my philosophy. The main aim of my life is to seek peace, pleasure and happiness for mankind.

Many words have lost their meanings and the meaning of truth has been changed. This has compelled human to seek meaning in each step of their lives. For us the only quest is about the truth. Even in writings that I have gone through, I found the same thing. Hence, it is due to the truth I am maintaining my linkage with western writing.

"After the Nietzsche's declaration of the death of god, the world is left alone without a humane leader. The world after the declaration, is going ahead randomly, almost lawlessly and in disorderly way.To set the world in order, and to restore peace harmony and happiness a dynamic leader's arrival is necessary in the world. At such a time, I have challenged Nietzsche, and declared a new god within man. Thus, challenging Nietzsche, I am going a step forward establishing avant-garde trend in my writing". he said.

This is the age of globalization. As a pioneering magazine of language and literary and cultural studies, writers who have assimilated themselves in the flow of writing. Some of the writers have touched upon the arena of postmodernism and have brought postmodern trend in their writing crossing the boarder of modernism.  The feeling, emotion and sentiment of man never dies. These are the elements of spirit. Human lives in feeling, emotion and sentiment before and after death. The feeling of spirit after death makes a human positive towards life.

The world goes on creating newer things. Literature is a creation, not theory. The law of nature is to create new things. To neglect creation is to go against nature. In literature a writer goes with an experiment in thought, subject, language, style and so on. Every creator should create new things in a way understandable to the readers whose nature of perceiving things and level of cognition changes in accordance with several social facets. Every creativechange brings happiness to man. My writer is committed to renovate old values and construct new values in accordance with the changing time. In our view we have to satisfied with our work to come up with new conception and vision. In every creation, we need to prefer to experiment in terms of using new thought, subject, language, style and other associated aspects.

I am positive towards life, so towards spirit. Some people may argue that literary creation as an outcome of continual endeavour. Creation is essentially an outcome of inherent ingenuity. The living creation cannot be created by an endeavour. Inherent ingenuity is the must. A writer is born not made. The opinions and ideas of others should be regarded.

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True Story of a Courageous Couple

True Story of a Courageous Couple

Kamala Budhathoki Sarup

Published in UPI Asia,Blog.

"Did you hear? your friends are married, the last night," informed my friend. When I heard this news, I felt happy.

I remembered how he told me last month, "I can be proud only if I get a chance to marry your friend." He spoke as he lit a cigarette, sitting on the balcony that evening. "You're in a big city. Will she save her youth for you there in her town, while you get old,?" I asked satirically.

Ignoring my words, he turned south and looked out of the corner of his eyes, saying at length, "She is a woman like a flower. 'A son of a brave man either should do or die,' She would say. I came to here swearing my love for her. Sometimes I become sad, because the image of her comes to my mind day and night."

He finished his pack of cigarettes and creased his forehead. He was the most candid person in our City, so it could also be said that he had no enemies.

Despite being exhausted, he would wake up early every morning before the cock crowed, but that day he seemed to be in a cheerless mood. I teased him, "Why are you worried? Soon you will take your leave of twenty-five days, go to the town and get married there. The more you worry, the thinner you become, so you should spend your days cheerfully, to keep from looking old." He was like a brother to me. "One needs to have patience in love," said our friend Chand, abstractedly, while sitting beside us sipping tea. He said, "I am ready to wait even my whole life for her. If anyone even says the name 'her,' I blank out."

After speaking these words, he left us and went to his room. We guessed he hadn't enjoyed our joking manner, which had made his heart ache bitterly. Last year, Her mother had told me, "If  your friend gets
married to someone of her own choice, my husband has sworn by the water that he would not look at her face again." I had responded, "Whoever my friend desires to get married with, we should let her."  Her mother disagreed with my view.  

At the time of my departure from totown, my friend had said to me, "If he changes his mind, I will hang myself." I had told her, "One needs to have faith in love. Otherwise the meaning of love becomes
like pouring water in the sand. He, who was standing beside me, had said to her. "Don't worry,  I'm with you".

Every evening, he would talk about quitting his job and going to town. "How will you bring her after quitting your job? You should not get frustrated in this way." I did not know how he would react to the advice I gave him.

"If my mother does not let me marry her, I will catch a bus coming straight back to city. I bought a return ticket too," He told me, showing me the ticket. I had scolded him, saying, "Hey brother, how dare you buy a ticket without letting me know first? You should have talked to me if you were planning on going! If you do as you
please, then I can do nothing." At that point, he had left my house without speaking a word to me.

Much later, an early morning phone call from her had woken me up from sleep, "It has been five days since your friend promised to return, but there is no sign of him. Do you think he married me?" I sensed that he had not informed my friend that he was coming late because of his wedding.

Weeks before, he had boasted to me, "I have bought four pair of  shirts, wrist rings, powder, a hair ribbon and scented hair oil for her. How do you think she will look with these cosmetics? The day after tomorrow, before the cock crows, I will leave for the town."

So, when my friend told me over the phone, "they both disappeared  last night, Kamala" I had nearly fainted and could hardly speak. He went on, "They both are married. Maybe they are already in your city, we don't know."  I feel lonely without them.

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Early Marriages Are Bad Practice

 Early Marriages Are Bad Practice

  Kamala Budhathoki. Sarup

Published in  Cape May County Herald.

Today, many countries have declared 18 as the legal minimum age for marriage, while these laws may exist on paper only. We should remember that high levels of early marriages have led to a rise in maternal and infant mortality throughout the world. Early marriage has always been an important issue throughout women’s history.

Early marriage is one of the worst things against girls and children. Early marriage can have several harmful effects on the overall wellbeing of a young girl, or child, who is not mentally, psychologically, emotionally or physically prepared for a conjugal life. In many countries, men retain far greater power than women.

There is recognition that women lack power in the decision-making process. According to United Nations Population Fund, “Between 2011 and 2020, more than 140 million girls will become child brides. If current levels of child marriages hold, 14.2 million girls annually, or 39,000 daily, will marry too young. Furthermore, of the 140 million girls who will marry before the age of 18, 50 million will be under the age of 15.”

UNICEF estimates stillbirths and newborn deaths are 50 percent higher among mothers under the age of 20 than in women who get pregnant in their 20s. According to the UN, "Of 16 million adolescent girls who give birth every year, about 90 per cent are already married." As shown by these statistics, marriage at an early age is still a common practice in many countries.

We must remember each society has special characteristics that make it desirable for specific rights for our children and girls. It damages girls’ economic rights. For the same reason, most girls have early pregnancies. As a result, child marriage became a more dangerous practice because of early sexual relationship and lower responsibility, mortality (deaths) increased.  Emphasis should, therefore, be laid on launching awareness campaigns in those areas where this practice is common. "The tradition of marrying off daughters as young as 6 is still common," reports the U.N. Population Fund. 

"Child marriage is an appalling violation of human rights and robs girls of their education, health and long-term prospects," stated Babatunde Osotimehin, M.D, executive director, UNFPA. Early marriage also has destroyed our values. In a child’s life, education, training, and good health services are important, but child marriage is a major rights violation.

Greater investments in education and employment for girls and children are some of the much-needed interventions to encourage later marriage. Not only should all women have a choice in the decision making process of marriage, but they must have the right to express their sexuality without risk of disease or discrimination.

As played out in many rural areas, women in the developing world attain status only through marriage and producing as many children as possible, preferably, sons. Girls and women should have a say in the decision-making process of marriage. 

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How a Woman Can Fight All Alone

How a Woman Can Fight All Alone

Published in Cape May County Herald.   Kamala Budhathoki Sarup http://www.capemaycountyherald.com/article/100818-how+woman+can+fight+all+alone  I did not see much of the ups and downs in my friend's life. By the time I came to know her, her life was much more settled. But when my mother ever had to give an example of an ideal woman, she would refer to her. What I have gathered about my friend from my mother would almost make a complete picture of her life. When she was 15 or 16, she married. She was barely 20 by the time she had given birth to three sons. Her husband was known for his greed, while his son was stupid and dissolute.  She adjusted to her new environments as a good homemaker, performing all the duties that her in-laws assigned although she had to deal with her troublesome husband. In a fit of sentiment, her husband brought home another woman. Even then, she bore the pain well. Finally, she and her three sons moved out of the house and came to live in our area. She had neither a house to live nor any means of subsistence for her family. She only had one gold ring given by her parents and no property nor cash. She began her new life by renting a room on the ground floor of our house and paid the rent by selling her ring. In the morning, she sold vegetables; in the afternoon, she washed neighbors' clothes; and in the evenings, she prepared lamp wicks based on orders she received. It was by doing these common jobs that she managed to meet ends. Her busy schedule would start early in the morning and continue until midnight. Despite her hard labor, no one ever saw her looking sad. She always smiled. People doing the same kind of work that she did noticed that her good behavior, trustworthiness and frank dealings were increasing her business. This made them jealous and soon they began spreading rumors that she was immoral. Later they began to malign her character and plotted to drive her from the area.  Some men in the area were hinted at being her secret lovers. Even though people did not want her to stay, my mother took a strong stand on her behalf and in the end she stayed. With time, her sons grew up and the room became too small for them. So, she finally moved out. All of her sons grew up to be quite talented young men. Perhaps, the sad plight of their mother, the pitiable conditions in which they grew and the need for a happy future that their mother toiled, motivated them. At age 25, the eldest son became an officer, changing her life forever. She never dreamt that she would have her own house, but the unimagined became a reality. Through the collective effort of her sons, a house was built. Thus began the happy days for her. My mother always invited her on social occasions and family gatherings. Sometimes, we also visited them. Soon, she became a part of our city. She was an example of how a woman can fight all alone, struggling against all odds yet able to provide a stable future for her children. I think she needs the goodwill and company of those who cherished her friendship. To feel close to someone, one does not need any blood relationship. The mind and sentiments are enough to shower love and affection. Today, I am accompanying my mother to her house. There is no particular reason for me to go. But, I still want to go and show my love, respect and affection. Copyright mediaforfreedom.com