” I have enough of you , Every now and
then you have problem with my dressing , my behavior , my language , my
friends . it seems like my existence eats you , my sight irritates you ,
you hate each and every single thing of mine … ” with these words he
slammed the door and rushed out of the home furiously .
Back there in the room the frail soul
was engrossed in shock , a stream of tear flowed down that old wrinkled
face and she couldn’t believe that her son … her blood … her life … her
everything was saying that … He didn’t used to be like this before . He
was the most obedient of the three sons but this transition ? it was
simply meaningless … but answer to her question came in her mind
flashing like a lightening bolt … it was “MONEY” yes that’s what blinded
him ! But she clutched that roughly wrapped Autobot which she was about
to give her on his birthday that was today . It was his favorite toy
“Optimus Prime” he used to stand like him tall and proud and he was
always adventurous and optimistic but he would change this much ? She
couldn’t believe it …
She cried , just way too much … she took
it to heart . Her breaths started slowing down , her vision started
fading , her head was spinning … She felt an excruciating pain rushing
her head and then everything went pitch black …
Luckily the maid forgot something while
leaving … She found her lying on the floor un conscious , blood
splattered all over . She screamed !!!
The son was in his office doing his
night shift . A nurse told her that some old lady has been found
drenched in blood and you need to operate her . He made faces but went
with her …
The moment he saw the face of the old
lady , his world came crashing down ! It was her mother and in her hands
there was … this can’t be … it was his Optimus !!!
Less than a week ago she barely survived
heart attack , Doctors said that one more attack could cause her brain
hemorrhage . And now being the neurosurgeon he was in the Operation
theater with his neurological needles operating his mom …
During operation he realized “ Sometimes we run after the money so blindly that we fail to see the love of our dear ones ”Funny life … Ain’t it ?
Written by : Syed Ommer Amer