In life, everyone is facing some kind of trouble. The only difference is that some are in more trouble than others, some endure pain for a long time while others for a short period, but life gives everyone a gift of experiences. This is life, where sometimes we live lost in our dreams and at other times we get entangled in difficulties, and in this way, one day we break off from the branch like dry leaves and fall. This is how our life goes.
Diya had been continuously fighting against sorrows and troubles, and now she had fallen victim to the pandemic. Her condition was critical. Her brother was in the medical department, so he spoke to his doctor friend. He advised against taking her to the hospital because even those who have a chance of survival are dying there. The reason is that just by seeing the mourning in the hospital, patients lose hope of living. At this time, someone is dying every hour, and all this makes the patients even sicker. It would be better to take care of her at home and provide medication, but Diya was in the city away from home. There with her was her little uncle's son, meaning Diya's younger brother, who was very scared seeing Diya's condition. He had grown up with Diya, so his love for her was the purest of all. Panicking, sometimes he would press her head, sometimes her hands and feet, but Diya's suffering did not lessen. The doctor had prescribed medication. Her other brother lived nearby in the same city. He brought the medicine and gave it to Diya. She tried to swallow the medicine somehow, hoping to get some relief, but the fever would go down for just ten minutes and then return.
Three days passed in this way, and then she got a little relief, but her health had become so weak that even taking a step felt heavy. She was so weak that it felt like all the energy from her body had been drained. The exams were missed, so she came home and isolated herself for a month, staying only in her room to prevent infecting the rest of the family. She did recover, but one year of her M.A. was wasted, and then the lockdown stopped everything.
Now, in Gyanpur, two or three private English schools had opened. Diya thought that she should bear her expenses herself, so she joined the school. She used to buy clothes and other things for her daughter from her monthly salary. She studied in school for two years where she received a lot of love. The children liked her a lot because she never taught by beating but with love. Then she left the school and now she is going back for her M.A. again.
Now, she has changed the perspectives of many people. People started to give the example of Diya to their sons and daughters who were neglecting their studies. The era of online work had arrived. Diya improved her computer skills and started working from home.
When people around her faced any issues, such as reading a doctor's prescription, showing important documents, displaying medical reports, or having trouble with their mobile phones, they would come to her for help. The once timid girl had now become fearless. Although her trust in the world had diminished, she still stood strong with her self-confidence and determination.
She promised herself that she wouldn't allow anyone to play with her like a toy and break her like a doll. We are humans, not fragile dolls made of wax. So, if we break, we should gather the courage to walk again with even more strength. Even if people say anything, when their words start to ring in your ears, tell yourself that you are deaf to their taunts, you can't hear the voices of criticism and just listen to your own heart. If someone hates you for no reason, understand that they are jealous of you.
Now she has faith only in God and herself.
Diya's struggle becomes another girl's inspiration.
