The mourning of a grieving mother for the loss of her only son saddened the environment all across. He has just stepped into his manhood; he was just thirty four when death engulfed him without a hint. The devastating outrage of Corona once again took a glittering life. The mother was so unfortunate that she could not even hold her son tightly and shed tears to lessen the burden that she shall bear until her last moment on Earth. Death is always painful but in this occasion it has certainly made it more tragic, as a mother is deprived to offer her tender touch and compassion for the last time to her dead son lying in the very next room. The pain is so vivid that one can easily feel the emotion of every tear that is rolling down her cheeks today. She must be recalling the past memories, ‘holding her little son on her laps and feeding him with so much of love’. She knows well the bygone days were far better than the future; she has to spend without her only son. The heaviness in her mind today, may weigh heavier than the greatness of Himalaya; her darkness of mind may seem too much for the darkness of miles deep inside of the ocean. Her world has shattered in a moment just like the nests of crows are uprooted in the storms of ‘Kalbaisakhi’. Life has indeed been unfaithful to her that she has to live the rest of her life looking at the picture and recalling some lingering memories of her only son that she lost today.
Shattering
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