I eat home-made food everyday but its not mom-made. The other day when my colleague did not eat the food prepared by her mom because she wanted to eat pizza, I felt sad. I told her that we are living in a strange world. It's been eight months that I have not eaten mom-made food and you're the privileged one but you don't care.
Remember I said she will be fine by the end of January. Guess my happiness was jinxed. She did not show any improvement during all these months. After exhausting all the options in allopathy, we are trying alternate therapies. Let's see how it goes.
You know, it pains immensely to see your parents in pain. You can go to the best hospital, you can get the best treatment, you can do anything to get them back to life. When all your efforts fail, you pray that their pain is transmitted to you but when that also doesn't happen, you feel absolutely helpless.
Life is a bitch. You never know what happens tomorrow or where life takes you. So love your parents and spend time with them. There is no one in the world like them and you're lucky to have them.
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