Reality
of life or real life sometimes seems a bit cruel.
Cruel in the sense that in real life we are compelled to do something we do not like or very hard to do. It creates such a situation under which we should sacrifice, face difficulties or we should be hated by those we love. But real life is real life, it does not carry any other meaning.
Let me mention one of many examples from my own life.
In village we five were very close friends. We studied from class one to ten together in the same primary and high school. During this long span of time of five years we never thought that our bond would ever break and we would go away being separated from each other.
But now I realize that our real life started long back after being passed in SSC exam.
There was no college for higher education in our village and that area. This is why we had to move for different places and wait for 4-5 months to meet or see each other.
That was the most desirable occasion we waited for and the moments we met were full of enjoyment.
But later reality became more harsh.
When we entered into the last part of our student life we became busy with study for a good result and anxious about finding a suitable job.
There were the same occasions but we were not available, we felt and an urge grew to meet each other but we had no enough time to spare.
Buy one thing that we did regularly was keeping communication.
Certainly I will find a number of letters we wrote each other if I search books, notebooks or diaries.
Recently our means of communication is mobile phone. But the real life is something like cruel and because of cruelty of real life our communication now-a-days is not as frequent as those previous days.
Cruel in the sense that in real life we are compelled to do something we do not like or very hard to do. It creates such a situation under which we should sacrifice, face difficulties or we should be hated by those we love. But real life is real life, it does not carry any other meaning.
Let me mention one of many examples from my own life.
In village we five were very close friends. We studied from class one to ten together in the same primary and high school. During this long span of time of five years we never thought that our bond would ever break and we would go away being separated from each other.
But now I realize that our real life started long back after being passed in SSC exam.
There was no college for higher education in our village and that area. This is why we had to move for different places and wait for 4-5 months to meet or see each other.
That was the most desirable occasion we waited for and the moments we met were full of enjoyment.
But later reality became more harsh.
When we entered into the last part of our student life we became busy with study for a good result and anxious about finding a suitable job.
There were the same occasions but we were not available, we felt and an urge grew to meet each other but we had no enough time to spare.
Buy one thing that we did regularly was keeping communication.
Certainly I will find a number of letters we wrote each other if I search books, notebooks or diaries.
Recently our means of communication is mobile phone. But the real life is something like cruel and because of cruelty of real life our communication now-a-days is not as frequent as those previous days.
I inquired of him, his job, his family etc.
While I
was asking so many questions about his personal affairs a lovely face came to
my mind.
She is
Molina, Maksuma Khatun Molina, beautiful to look and brilliant as student.
Not only
that she also was pleasing with all in term of way of speaking and behaving.
Probably
for all these qualities two big things happened in her life before becoming an
honors graduate.
>She
got married
>She
managed a lucrative job in government education office.
Her life
was heading in a smoother way up to the time of her becoming mother to a
daughter.
After
that her life became really heavy and hard.
Her
husband, a lecturer at a government college, died of heart attack without
giving her a little time to take care and doctors to give him treatment.
Still she
was going through the hard way of life. But another problem she was facing was
really difficult for her to overcome. She was receiving proposal for illicit
love and proposal for giving her hand in marriage again.
But ...
I asked
my friend to know something more about her.
What he
told as information can be summarized as this that she denied all those
proposals and resigned her job for sake of her daughter. Then she started a
tailoring shop. Till to date she has been doing good. Her shop is well
established in a bigger expansion.
Now she
is a proud and successful mother as her only daughter is studying in a medical
college.
She is
now a job provider to 10-12 needy women who are maintaining their families
decent way.
What else
a woman can achieve in life?
It may be
many things.
Molina
also can achieve more and many things in future.
But the
important thing is she has proved that there are some other ways or means to
survive or to achieve the best from life. A woman can do what even a man
cannot.