Hello guys. I am new here. I am writing this blog for the first time. Hope you'll enjoy this. Do you have a mother? Who's a mother? We see our mother as ‘God'. A person who protects us at all cost, feeds us, bears unconditional pain for us. Where does this strength come from? It's really hard, ain't it? But do you know what's more hard. A mother taking care of a child who is aggressive, emotional (yes, we call them ill). A mother is so protective of that child. Whenever that child used to cry, he would push the mother or scratch her due to the unreasonable anger. Do the child used to hate his/her mother? No! They both were fond of each other. But the child was suffering from the things even he/she didn't know. Mother, being knowing the child's condition, was away from child. At night, both used to feel lonely. The mother couldn't sleep at night. Spending full night searching for the solutions. On the other side, the child used to look at the stars. Wishing to die? No. Wishing to feel the warmth of the mother, the presence ,the smell everything. He scratched his legs then started crying.

It was not the child's mistake. But he/she was in cage. “I am a monster, I can harm others”. The child was all alone. Nothing used to entertain him/her anymore. The mother, in front of the child's door, used to sing him/her songs, used to talk about all his/her favourite things. The child while listening her, used to cry alot. He wanted to open the door and just hug the mother tightly. But his/her illness became worse. But the chain of these two souls were still strong. The warmth was still there…waiting for the two souls to unite. Every year, as the child suffered, the mother also silently suffered too. People judged them. But that became a minor problem now. 

At one night, while the child was looking through the window. He/sheheard that someone is crying. The child rushed to the side room which belonged to the mother. The child saw his/her mother crying at the corner of the room. Without thinking, he/she hugged the mother tightly. At that moment, the amount of love, satisfaction and warmth they both felt was unspeakable. They wanted this moment to never ever stop. The mother made a promise to the child that in this illness, you are not alone. I will help you no matter what! The child glanced at the scars he/she gave the mother during mental breakdown but the mother put both hands on the child's eyes and told him/her to sleep on her lap. “Today, I will sing you, your favourite song”.