This is a short story about a young man and his relationship with his mother. It is a very heart rendering story and makes you think about your close relatives, especially the relationship between a mother and a son.
The Tube Well In The Grave
The mansion had four bedrooms on the ground floor all adjacent to one another. The second bedroom from the right was open, without walls and without a floor. Under where the floor should have been, there was earth and it looked like it was dug up, and shaped like the inside of a grave. With old rotted wooden planks on the side, there was a tube well.
An old woman wearing a white shroud covering her from head to toe, leaned against the handle of the tube well, and started pushing it up and down. No water came out, and she continued pushing without any luck, not a single drop of water. The tube well handle was squeaking very loudly, and the sharp humming noiseof the grave became ear piercing as the woman kept on pushing the handle up and down. The old woman knew there was no water in there from the beginning, but she carried on.
The old woman felt she was being watched, so she slowly started to turn around to see who was standing above the grave like earth. One look and she recognised it was her son. Her heart felt like it was going to explode out of her chest, and the son looking over her from some distance, felt the same. By this time both had tears gushing out of their eyes, flowing wildly down their cheeks, not being able to speak a single word.
The old lady looked at her son with a very sad and confused impression as if to say, 'You have let me down, you have forgotten me'.
Her son couldn't move from where he was standing, couldn't hold his hands out to drag her out of the dark grave like hole in the ground. It was like as if he was pinned to the ground.
Her son realised it was a grave, it was his mother and she wasn't in peace. He thought very hard about what it could be. Why wasn't she happy with him? What can he do to make her happy? To help her find peace in the grave? He will die one day and meet her, but if she is not happy with him now, what can he do to make her happy so that he can show his face in front of her after he dies?
The tube well needed pushing of the handle to get any water out, but not a single drop came out. They only needed their weakened hearts to trigger the river gushing out of their eyes.
A mother and son's love is never ending
Tears, even if you keep drying them, even if you try to stop them coming out, the eyes continues to let them flow when your heart is feels like it is broken into a million pieces. At the same time your chest feels like it is about to explode like a grenade.
Love is never ending, even if it's just an atom's weight in someone's heart, especially a mother's for her son and vice versa. If anyone has felt love for someone else, then they do not feel it afterwards, the love is still alive somewhere inside the universe of the heart.
Love your mother, and show it. Remember one thing, we were inside our mother for 9 months before we were born.
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Gous Ahmed (author) from Muslim Nation on March 31, 2014:
Thank you Sualihu Neindow.
Other than praying for our parents we can do Umrah or Hajj on their behalf if they didn't do so when they lived. You can complete the Quran on their behalf too. You can do many deeds on their behalf and still pray for them. I hipe this helps.
sualihu Neindow on March 24, 2014:
I admired your sence of knowledge used in relating stories to our mothers. What else can I do to my mother praying to them in my prayers? Thank you, and hope to hear more from you. May Allah bless you for your efforts. Ami, Ami and Ami......
lamin on March 15, 2012:
may ALLah the allmighty bless you and your entil family deeply touching story
SUNSHYNE from California, US on March 09, 2012:
Voted up, very touching.
Freya Cesare from Borneo Island, Indonesia on October 19, 2010:
Great message, G. Miah. very true. :)
Gous Ahmed (author) from Muslim Nation on February 11, 2010:
Thank you geekiest. It's a sad story which leaves a lot to the imagination; it's one way of showing the power of love between a mother and son.
geekiest on February 10, 2010:
deeply touched.. well imagined...
Gous Ahmed (author) from Muslim Nation on January 11, 2010:
Thanks for your comment Keira, i appreciate you reading this.
Keira7 on January 02, 2010:
I always enjoy reading your hubs. As a mother myself this hub really touche me. I really like what you say at the end, about the love of the mother and son. You are a very good writer. Thank you for this beautiful story :D