Prayer of a mother
A poor couple lived in a small village in India. They had only one son.
They gave him the best education.
Soon the son graduated as an engineer in the nearby city.
Eventually, he got married to a rich girl.
Initially, they lived with his parents in the village.
Soon the wife got tired of village life & persuaded her husband to move to the city, leaving his old parents in the Village.
As time went by, the husband saw an ad in the newspaper about a job vacancy in Jeddah.
He was successful & lived in Jeddah for 20 years with his wife.
Initially, he used to regularly send money to his parents, but eventually, with time, he stopped & forgot about his parents whether they ever existed.
Every year he would perform Hajj & immediately after each Hajj, He used to see someone telling him in his dreams that his Hajj is not accepted.
One day, he related this story to a ‘Pious Aalim’ who advised him to go back to India to visit his parents.
The man flew to India & reached the boundary of his village. Everything has changed.
He could not find his house. So he asked the head of the village about the whereabouts of his parents.
The head of the village directed him to a house & said:
“In this house, lives an old blind lady who lost her husband a few months ago. She has a son who migrated to Saudi Arabia 20 years back & never came back again. What an Unfortunate Man he is.”
The man entered that home & finds his mother on the bed.
He tip-toed her as he did not want to wake her up.
He heard his mother whispering or mumbling Something.
He gets closer to hear his mother's voice.
And this is what his mother was saying:
“Ya Allah! I am now very old & blind. My husband just died.
There is no mahram to lower me in my grave when I die.
So please send my son to fulfill my last wish”.
This is the ending of a story where the prayer of a mother is accepted.
A human body can bear only 45 del (units) of pain.
But at the time of giving birth, A mother feels up to 57 dels (units) of pain.
This is similar to 20 bones getting fractured, all at the same time.
This is just to tell you the extent, to which a mother loves her child.
So, love your mother till the end of your life.
The lady with whom you fight almost every day, suffered so much pain just to give you a beautiful life.