The Missing Child

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One woman came who knew her mother tongue, she blurred in that language. Tied her hair bunch in grip, moving her head toward up and down motion and jostling and jerking on the ground, slapped on her mouth very rapidly, but she could not speak.

She even told everyone that this is my child ......my own ...child .......

If this is your child, Why did you not feed her? The child was crying with hunger and weeping from the very root of the stomach..getting swoon due to the stench of hunger.

One woman came ahead and held her hand above her blouse part and pressed her milk part with pinch movement so rapidly that it sprayed milk on everybody.

She confirmed that she had a child of her own ..but how to decide that child belongs to her except she has milk in her breast.....

So confusing it was! How to solve this ...

One woman forced her to tell her real story ...after a long pause, she took a big sigh.

She rubbed away her sweat dropping from eyelid due to crying eye.

She forwards herself ahead and started to narrate her story.

One day she was working as housework and the family owner clutched her hand and said that you would get pregnant for a baby for the family heir. He promised me a lot of money.

I was ready to become a surrogate mother of a child to give an heir to that family and he hired me for a year in his house as a paying guest. The wife slept with him ...and one day I got pregnant for him.

After eleven months my name was registered in a private hospital for my serving and they appointed a private nurse for my care.

I gave birth for the first time. I became the mother of a child. I knew the first time experience of the feeling of a mother, what a mother is!  I was very excited at that time. I was not legally the mother of the child, I gave birth to a child, but it belonged to another mother. My part was just to give birth. The child had a new mother and father then.

I took leave that day from a child without feeding my breast milk for the first time. The nurse fed the child a bottle milk. They banned giving my breast milk to my child..if the child tastes it, they will have to feed breast milk always to the child.

They put me away from the child after the child took sight, they never showed me my child's face for the first time, how it looks.

I wanted to look at my child's face ..but nobody listened to me that day.

Because I was hired mother of a child .....just to give birth ..that was my work ...for that, I was paid for it..

But in me, one mother was hidden in my inner form .. I could not control that feeling of touch ...it became part of blood ...

I left the house the next day after seven days... I was staying in the next building behind near slum areas...also working in that house as a female servant ... first-time lady owner who possessed my baby looked happy and enjoying .. I was working household works that day ...the cries of the baby were caught by me. It fell on my ears. I could not control my emotion. I heaved a heart-rending sigh ...I could not live without my child ... I nourished it in my mother's womb for 9 months and still could not touch him.

I want my child ..want my child ...feed milk but ..child could not suck milk... I tried when the house lady was out of the house for a party and she submitted child authority on me ...but the child could not suck breast milk .. I tried hard but failed it.

My child could suck milk ...he had a habit of bottle milk ...so he could not suck breast nipple. It felt very soft for him to feel.

I am a surrogate mother ... I am not his mother... I sold my womb for some money ...sold myself ...

What can I do about that, it was six months since that incident, my breast was filling with milk day after day and I had to waste and l collected my breast milk by pressing breast and threw it ..

How can I live without my child?

One day I got a chance ...nobody was in the house except me and child... I took the child and fled with him towards the railway station. This woman saw me when I was running very rapidly and quickly. She caught me and asked me ...but I refused to tell her anything ..then she clutched my hand and I got rid of her hand by hissing and jerking.

All viewers and public hearing were stunned at what actually happened. She was just half crouching over a foot and pressed the child tightly to the chest there, stand still and motionless...few minutes everything grew serious, the atmosphere was something like great sorrow fell over everyone.

Surrogate mother ....said by a bystander.

The new duty officer was late home because his duty hour was over he waited  last two hours. The next in charge duty officer was waiting in the line.

Now the train problem of late is solved. the train started coming on time now, people on the platform now seemed less crowded.

Now the platform was totally dispersed with passengers...