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There are many people in our lives that we are very attached to, but we are not even aware of them, Our life shows us many things with which we realises that attachment. This is a story from part of my life which taught me the feelings.
Every time I thought that I'm feeling-less person that I was not attached with someone to share my feelings and to understand someone's feelings even with my parents. My father was an army man and he always remain away from home, instead of this I never remember them as the other children whose father was also in army they always remember their father but I never remember my father, may be it is because I was feeling-less. Even with mother to whom every child is fully attached but I didn't feel sad without her as she always feel sad because I didn't talk with her much but I didn't feel her sadness.
But the incident of my life taught me many things which create or bring my feelings back to understand someone.
It was the days of summer when our family and my mother's sister family i.e. my aunt's family come together with my grandmother after many days in their home. There was no elder man in the home as my aunt's husband was also in army and she had one daughter who was 9 years old and one son who was 5 years old. And my father was also on duty in other state and I was only elder man in the home and I was almost 17 years old.
My aunt and my mother decide to go for shopping they tells me that to take them in the car and I said Ok. We all three in the car go to the shopping, it was very sunny day. My mother said me that she want to buy shoes and I took car to the shoes shops. We all enter in the shop and purchase 3 pairs of shoes for all of us. We also enjoy in the shop as the owner of the shop was one of the friend of my father.
We come out from the shop and was going toward the car, I was walking two steps forward to my mother and my aunt suddenly I hear a loud voice saying my mother's name as my aunt shout loudly and I saw back, I saw that my mother fallen on road suddenly as she got a silent attack. I was fully shocked and from inner I was starting crying but none of the tear come out from my eyes. After 2 minutes I come back from shock and ran towards my car as I was in hurry so I didn't find my car keys which was in my pocket and I ran towards the road to find Taxi. A taxi was coming very fastly and I stand in front of that taxi and I ask the driver for help. He turns taxi towards my the place where my mother got attack. Me and the driver picked up my mother and put her in the taxi and with my aunt we went into the hospital. I was in tension and when we reach to the hospital, I enter in the hospital and shout loudly stretcher. Because of my load voice all the nurses and doctors rush towards my mother and start checking her. I was shocked and I sat on the chair.
After that for 9 hours I didn't know what was happening with me as I was crying from inside but there was no expression on my face, I was quite for that 9 hours. My relative comes to me and start talking to me but I didn't reply anyone. After 9 hours my aunt come to me and only one line I said to her that "where is my mother". I was feeling sad because in my life I didn't talk to my mother and didn't knows her feeling about me.
Then suddenly I start crying, I was crying very loudly and for half of hour I was continuously crying like a little child.
I was in the hospital and for two days I didn't eat anything and after two days suddenly my mother wake up, I was sat near to my mother and my mother say "Child, How are You!!!" by hearing those words that I start crying again and I feels that I can't live without my mother and I even can't tolerate a little separation with my mother. That feeling was come from my inner depth of heart. I realise that if my mother is everything to me.
This is what my life told me, my life taught feeling to me. I can live without anything but without mother I can't live.
That incident raise feeling in me and from that days I learn to understand people.
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