sgknair
Apr 23, 2011, 11:57 PM
I got separated from my mother and sister when I was 4 years old my sister was 2, she left my father and got married again my father tried to take my sister but was unsuccessful, I grew up on my fathers family with my grand mother, After that my father got remarried and moved away, years passed I completed my education and when I was 24 went to Muscat (A Gulf Country) worked there as a showroom sales person. When I was in India I always thought about my mother and sister.. hoping that she will one day come and meet me and explain why she left me. But that never happened.
Whenever I asked grand mother about mother she will say nothing. So I stopped asking. But on that time my uncle told me that he saw my mother and she was running a Driving school not far from the place I was living all these years, and also told me that her second husband was dead and she also got a son, On that time I was angry at her because she was this close all the time but not even once tried to see me, and also she kept my sister away from me not even knowing her face or my mothers.
This fury made me not to go to her and visit, I began hating myself tried alchahol and drugs completely destroying myself, when my uncle realize my state of mind he ask me if I wanted to see her but I said no then he asked me what I wanted to stop all this self destruction, I said I wanted a change from this place, then he send me to Muscat, Wasn't happy there the very thought of my mother made me mad I didn't changed I went to the bar regularly find comfort in there, and my working life slowly but surely got affected by my drinking problem, soon I began shutting myself in side my room and not going outside.
This scared my manager and he send me back home, when I reached India I began drinking even more and more, I did tried to cut my vain but was unsuccessful killing myself, when I was in the hospital he came and ask me if I wanted to see how my mother and sister looks like, I said nothing then he gave me a family picture of my mother with her late husband and my sister and step brother, he told me that he went to her driving school and told her about me and my current situation but she didn't want to come and visit me because she fear if she do her son (my step brother) my not accept it. So she gave a picture and asked my uncle not to disturb her again.
Couple of days later I got a phone call it was my mother (I think my uncle gave her my number) and she was asking it is okay if she visited me, I said okay, she came that was the first time I was seeing my mother she looked a lot like me, then she explained she came to see me because her friend when telling about me told her to visit me. (haaaa.haaaa what a mother) I asked her why she didn't visit me all these years, she told me that she promised her dead husband that she will not visit.
Later I knew from her that my sister got married and divorced and have a baby and she is staying with mother my step brother is in London studying hotel management
She is acting like she is right and done nothing wrong not even once tried to say sorry for what she done to me. I feel like a fool worrying and destroying my life for such a mother. My sister is nothing like that I imagined she only look at me like a stranger, a threat to her happy family of mother brother and her.
Is all mothers in this world like this. I am sorry that I even born. Looking back at my life it is a complete mess even god will find difficult cleaning it up
Whenever I asked grand mother about mother she will say nothing. So I stopped asking. But on that time my uncle told me that he saw my mother and she was running a Driving school not far from the place I was living all these years, and also told me that her second husband was dead and she also got a son, On that time I was angry at her because she was this close all the time but not even once tried to see me, and also she kept my sister away from me not even knowing her face or my mothers.
This fury made me not to go to her and visit, I began hating myself tried alchahol and drugs completely destroying myself, when my uncle realize my state of mind he ask me if I wanted to see her but I said no then he asked me what I wanted to stop all this self destruction, I said I wanted a change from this place, then he send me to Muscat, Wasn't happy there the very thought of my mother made me mad I didn't changed I went to the bar regularly find comfort in there, and my working life slowly but surely got affected by my drinking problem, soon I began shutting myself in side my room and not going outside.
This scared my manager and he send me back home, when I reached India I began drinking even more and more, I did tried to cut my vain but was unsuccessful killing myself, when I was in the hospital he came and ask me if I wanted to see how my mother and sister looks like, I said nothing then he gave me a family picture of my mother with her late husband and my sister and step brother, he told me that he went to her driving school and told her about me and my current situation but she didn't want to come and visit me because she fear if she do her son (my step brother) my not accept it. So she gave a picture and asked my uncle not to disturb her again.
Couple of days later I got a phone call it was my mother (I think my uncle gave her my number) and she was asking it is okay if she visited me, I said okay, she came that was the first time I was seeing my mother she looked a lot like me, then she explained she came to see me because her friend when telling about me told her to visit me. (haaaa.haaaa what a mother) I asked her why she didn't visit me all these years, she told me that she promised her dead husband that she will not visit.
Later I knew from her that my sister got married and divorced and have a baby and she is staying with mother my step brother is in London studying hotel management
She is acting like she is right and done nothing wrong not even once tried to say sorry for what she done to me. I feel like a fool worrying and destroying my life for such a mother. My sister is nothing like that I imagined she only look at me like a stranger, a threat to her happy family of mother brother and her.
Is all mothers in this world like this. I am sorry that I even born. Looking back at my life it is a complete mess even god will find difficult cleaning it up