“Hello sonny
dear?...You sound a little disturbed, tell me what’s on your mind.”
“Err…mom!...You
know how much I love you…how I care for you!”
“I know son, go
ahead.”
“You know I work
long hours at a place a quite far off from our home here. And you are mostly
alone in this big old house. On the top of that you don’t keep well nowadays.
I’m constantly worried about you, mom!”
“I understand,
it’s part of old age,…go ahead.”
“Well…err…mom…please
don’t misinterpret what I’m going to say. I want to ensure constant medical and
personal care for you. So why don’t we sell off this useless house. You’ll be
well looked after in a sanatorium or in a very good old-age home. Believe me
mom, I really want you to be hale and hearty.”
“That’s okay,
but why sell the house. We don’t need money. I get a pension good enough for
me.”
“Money is always
useful dearest mom. You can invest in the share market or… we can buy a new
house nearer to my workplace. Whenever you want you can come over there for a
change.”
“Right, sonny
dear! You want to live in a new house and want me out of the way. Who’s this
girl you want to marry…and very soon?”
“What
girl?...What are you saying mom?”
“Out with
it…come on son! I can claim to know you even better than you!”
“You know the
girls these days…I can’t really see you living happily with her.”
“So leave me
here. I’m at home here and would prefer breathing my last here. Don’t you worry
my darling little one!” (From the old
files)
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