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Awful loneliness

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Few days ago, I saw a news on t.v.about Asha Sahani. She was living at Lokhandwala in Mumbai alone. Her son Rituraj  is working in America in IT field. It means economically it is very sound family. For one and half year, the son didn't contact her. After this one and half year, when he returned to his mother's home, he found his mother's skeleton, lying on bed in her bedroom. No one knows when she died. What a shocking news! Death in such loneliness! Very horrible!

For so many days no one in this world noticed her death!                                                                                               

Such news compels us to think upon such progress, which makes us only machine, without feelings, love, attachments. There can be many elements responsible in this case, but this is true that such example is beyond our imagination. In fact just living under the same roof with family members is also not sufficient because many times it so happens that if there is no love among the family members, they can't understand  each other’s feelings nor the intensity of another’s sorrows. So in society there are so many families in which apparently all is well but there are so many injuries and hurt in everyone’s mind.                                                                                                                            

On such background, I know two examples which show that yet there are some hopes. I know a family in which mother became patient of diabetes and all family members left drinking tea, because the mother liked tea and the family didn’t want her to get tempted. In another example, nowadays, son and daughter-in-law in many families shift to a city for their child’s better education leaving their old parents back in village. But I know a son in a village,  who shifted to city with his children, wife and his widow mother. So let us hope that in every family there will be such sons.

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