...........2 years...........

We have transfer to a place called "jabreda",it is a very small town in haridwar where no telephone service, no internet service, no communication service were there...we were there in mid night and our luggage were shifted by our landlord and by my father ...i was too small so i could not help ..i can remember i was in 6th standard..... next morning i met a lady which was the wife of the landlord....she hugged me and kissed me on my forehead with full affection and invited me and my family for food......it was DAAL ,RICE and PICKLE ,it was the best DAAL ,RICE i have ever eaten.
Me and my mom were arranging our things in the house suddenly she came to us and asked for any help ...my mom replied with a smile "no,thank you we can manage "...despite of denial of my mom she forcefully started helping us which was quite needed.She was a strong physics woman and was very helpful,supportive, talkative and yes illiterate....she had two sons sunil and mange .... both sons were not good they used to insult her mom ,they didn't have any respect for her mom according to my definition of respect ....i can remember the routine of the lady ....she woke up at 4:30 am and used to go for animals and arrange the fodder for animals then she arranged the breakfast for her husband and sons as they had to go to shop at 7 am.....she was very fond of tea and used to take one lota tea...then she washed the dishes and regular homely stuff finally she used to go to bed at 9:00 pm as in towns 9:00pm is a proper time to sleep
Once i asked "aunty , aap itna kaam kaise kar leti ho aur aap bhaiya logo ko daati kyu nhi ki wo aapki insult karte hain"...she replied "beta , tu aabhi bhot chota hai samajne k liye"....there was a incident when her husband beat her because she didn't cook the desired food ....her husband beat her very badly.... i can remember i went to her after some time ..there was swelling on her face.....once i asked her aunty ..have you ever visited to haridwar....she replied,"mai apni shadi k baad se kabhi bhe kahi nhi gyi" and i was damn shocked and thought how can it be possible.....the house in which we stayed was the only hindu house in the locality rest were muslims so i used to listen aajaan .....on road hens used to visited freely hahaha ...there was no water service provided by gov so we had to bring water from the hand pump 500 meters away...i used to bring 12 buckets of water in a day ......and the lady used to bring 30 buckets.....i spent 2 years there life was tuff but despite of tuffness i learnt and saw many things there....i saw how vulnerable a woman can....i learnt how to abuse there hahah.........
when we were leaving the place the woman was crying ...me and my mom too....its been 12 yeas after leaving that place but i can still remember the woman......and surprisingly i still don't know her name but i respect her not because of her vulnarability but for the affection and love she had for me and for everyone is respectable............................