"When I was young, my mother cooked for us. He used to prepare dinner for the whole day after working hard. One night, he allowed his father to eat a plate of vegetables and completely burnt bread. I was waiting to see how Father's reaction was. But the father quietly ate the bread and asked me how it's been today's day at school.
I do not remember what I was giving to my father on that day, but it seems that the mother asked for forgiveness from her father for feeding the burnt bread. I will never forget what I said to my parents. Dad said, 'My dear, I like the burnt bread.'
Later on that night when I went to kiss my father on a good night, I asked him whether he really liked the burnt bread. Dad embraced me and said, 'Your mother has worked hard all day long and she was very tired. Besides, people do not suffer from eating a burnt bread, but people suffer harsh and cruel words. Know that life is a bad thing and a group of defective people.
I'm not the best at some point, but in very few cases it is good. And like everyone else, I forget the date of birth and the anniversary of the anniversary. What I learned in this life is that we have to accept each other's mistakes and enjoy relationships.
Life is too short; There is no sense of feeling regretful every day. Love those who value you properly and be sympathetic towards those who do not value you. "
Then, in 1941, World War II was going on. We used to stay in Rameswaram town. Here our family was passing through a very difficult reality. I was only 10 years old. The battle cry of Colombo is playing, our Rameswaram also started to have its effects. Starting from food, everyday products are a great crisis.
Five brothers, five sisters in our house Three of them have their own families, all in all, Elahi Kand. My grandmother and mother kept this huge family happy and happy.
Every day I wake up at four o'clock in the morning and go to the teacher. He taught only five students a year without fee. My mother, Ashiyamma, woke up before me too. He used to bathe me, make me ready and then read. After returning home, he returned home at 5:30. Then we would go to the railway station three kilometers away to bring news paper. At the time of the war, the train did not stop at the station, the newspaper of the moving train was thrown from the moving train on the platform. My job was to ferry the penny bundle across the city, first of all, delivering the paper to the customer.
After selling the paper at eight o'clock in the morning, the mother would eat nashata. I used to spend more than others, because I used to read and work together. After completing the school in the evening, the city went to the city to make arrears. At that age, I spent my day in the city and ran and studied.
One day all mothers were giving me bread while eating all siblings, I was going to eat one at a time (though rice was our main food, but wheat flour was available in ration). At the end of the meal, the elder brother called me apart, 'Kalam, what is going on? When you were eating, Mao was picking you up. He gave you all the bread that he had for himself. Now, during lack of time, learn to be a little responsible. Do not fasten your mother. "He shook my head up. Immediately after going to his mother, they got hugging him.
Although only in the fifth grade, I had a special place as a little boy in the family. We did not have electricity in our house. Light was lit with kerosene; Even from seven in the evening to nine. Mother gave me a small kerosene lamp, so that I could read at least 11 in the night. My eyes still filled my mother's face in full moonlight. My mother lived for 93 years. My mother was a divine figure of love and kindness. Mother, I still remember that day when I was about 10 in my age. All the brothers and sisters were sleeping in front of you in front of your eyes.
That night was full moon. My world just knew you mother! my mother! Still in the middle of the night, I wake up. Tears rolled down. You know the trouble of the boy's mother. Your loving hands would make me suffer all the pain.
Your love, your affection, your faith gave me strength In the power of the Creator, we learned to win the fear.