The Life Cycle .

Hey ! Readers , Hope you all are happy and healthy.

I don't know how many of you are living my story in real life, but whoever is facing the same problems as in this story, Or seeing ups and downs in life. All I have to say is , No matter what happens, no matter who comes or goes in ur life, you should never lose your identity, your essence, for anyone.

Time has passed so quickly, Kusum's mischief, and childhood has not even passed that Kusum herself was about to become a mother.

As the time for the child's birth approached, Kusum's nervousness was increasing, her expectations from life were increasing, She felt as if her circumstances would change, now her husband would not be angry with her on anything, the family would start liking her.

There was a good bond between her and her Chhoti jethani, both of them started sharing their feeling among themselves,

Rainy weather and midnight Kusum felt stomach ache, mother-in-law made all the arrangements at home, after hours of pain, a lovely baby was born .

Kusum was listening to everyone but she was unconscious. Everyone was happy to see the child, A few days before , her Chhoti jethani had a daughter. Everyone was talking about the health of the child. The child was very healthy and beautiful.

In a state of unconsciousness, Kusum was thinking that when she would have been born, her mother must have been in the same condition. If at that time a boy was born to her mother, he would not have had to leave his mother like her, if she were a boy, she would have been the support of the mother, this time .

When Kusum slowly regained consciousness, all the women of the house were congratulating her for becoming a mother.

When her husband entered the room, the other women left, Kusum's husband looked very happy, as if he was waiting for this very moment.

"You have given me a lot of happiness, tell me what do you want." He kissed Kusum's forehead and said .

Kusum did not want anything, she just wanted her mother, her home, her childhood, which no one could return.

"I don't want anything." Kusum said.

"You see Kusum, we will make him a very successful man, teach him a lot, leave no stone unturned in his upbringing. " He said with anxiety.

Congratulations song were being sung for the birth of a child, two children were born in the house, everyone was happy indeed.

Dholaks were being played everywhere in the house and the women of the neighborhood were expressing their happiness by singing and dancing.

Kusum was enjoying these attention. Siblings and relatives from her house also attended the ceremony. Everyone was hugging and congratulating Kusum, Everyone was happy.