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That woman

Few minutes back, the news came "she is no more".
She was a cancer patient. A daughter, a wife, a mother and most importantly a woman.
She was strong, really strong, she didn't shed a tear whenever:
* She saw her dad bribing her husband to take the burden of his daughter
* She saw her husband using all the money for his alcohols and cigarettes and not a single penny for her life taking disease
* She saw her daughter in law not even touching her because she was suffering from such a fatal disease (you can consider her to be uneducated)
Well, she is not here anymore.
Even in her last moment, she told that she wish she could have done something for her family.
SHE did everything for her family.
SHE was the daughter who was sitting beside her dad's and took care of her in those every single nights when he was sick.
SHE was the wife who listened to whatever her husband said and thought his words to be the only truth that exist in this world. And fulfilling his needs even though she is sad or happy.
SHE was the mother who cried every time she saw her son getting hurt and passing through any pain, be it emotional or physical.
SHE was a woman.
Yes, a woman.
Still she thinks she didn't do anything for her family. Actually, she gave everything she had but instead do you know what she got?
SATISFACTION that the people whom she loves are happy and they are doing well even though for those people she was someone who can just give love but doesn't want anything in return.
She is that woman in whose prayers it is always her loved ones and nothing for herself.
SHE is unbelievable right?
Yes, that is what a woman is.
May her soul rest in peace......

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