This is the story of my mother and my family. My mother had cancer but due to many problems she did not get herself checked up. When my mother was 18 years old, she fell in love with my father and My father knew about my mother’s 2nd stage cancer, after that they got married but my grandparents were upset with this marriage and they did not accept my mother. After a few days, my grandfather started treating mother at home so that the cancer would be cured. He locked mother in a room with cow dung smoke due to which mother’s condition got worse. 10 days after this the grandfather started taunting “mere bete se kyu Kari shaddi jab tujhe cancer tha “, “teri shaddi ko itne saal ho gye or bache bhi nhi hai” After this mummy went to her home and after 2 years came to papa’s house. 5 years after marriage I was born and after that grandparents taunted me again. “Beti Hui hai “with time my mother’s cancer worsened but she could not get treatment because at that time my father was unemployed

After this my nanu gave money for my mummy’s treatment and my mummy went to Delhi when I was 2 years old. The doctor stopped mummy for breastfeeding me And I became weak and was admitted to the hospital. After 5 years I met my mother and after that I started living with her Far from the family, my father also used to come to meet me sometimes. Everything was going well but my mother’s condition was getting worse day by day and I was 8 years old at that time, I did not understand what to do, so I talked to my family so that they help me But they refused I talked to my nanu and I started saving money so that my mother’s treatment started. Mummy started staying in the hospital all the time and I used to stay alone at home. I didn’t even know how to cook and my studies had also started. This went on for 3 years. And papa never came to meet mummy due to which everyone used to call mummy a divorcee. I used to feel very hurt.

When I was 11 years old, there was a fire in my rented house. All the rooms were locked. Mummy sent me inside and she herself was locked inside. I asked everyone for help but no one helped me. An uncle came, he somehow put off the fire and mummy was safe but due to excessive smoking, mummy became more ill and was admitted in the hospital forever. After this my father came And he started spending time with mummy. I left my studies and started living alone. I got depressed after seeing all this. After one year, mummy was put on ventilation and the doctor asked for 5 lakhs for the bone transplant At that time papa had 2.5 lakhs but the doctor said bring the entire money then the treatment will begin, my mummy’s sister donated 2.5 lakhs, papa collected all the money and gave it to the doctor for the treatment After 15 days my mother started forgetting everything. She did not even know that I was her daughter. My mother died 4 days before my birthday and I became depressed. I thought of committing suicide but my father supported me a lot and I started enjoying my life but that pain is still there, my grandparents forced my father to marry again But my papa refused proposals And 1 year after mummy’s death, papa got a job and we are happy now. And the reason for my mummy’s death is my grandparents because they start home remedies to cure cancer and I still regret why I can’t do something against my grandparents.