Contest Alert ⚠️ 1 Picture 1 Story Week #79

Assalamualaikum Friends.
This is Emran Hasan from Bangladesh. I hope everyone is doing well by the grace of Allah. I am also doing well by the will of Almighty Allah and am trying to move forward. First of all, I would like to thank @suboohi for organizing this wonderful contest. I found the contest unique and extraordinary. Anyway, let me share my story.

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A mother and her 18-year-old son lived in a village. Since the boy had no father, his mother worked from house to house to provide food for them. The boy was quite lazy by nature, but still loved his mother very much. He didn't want to go to school and was always busy playing and making noise. His mother always tried to discipline him, but the boy was not ready to listen to her.

One stormy night, the boy's mother suddenly fell ill. His mother is moaning loudly and babbling deliriously. The boy couldn't understand what to do, and since his knowledge was very limited, he just sat next to his mother and cried. After a while, he finally realized that he needed to call a doctor.

Then he went to a village doctor with a storm on his head and started knocking on his door. When the doctor opened the door, the boy cried and told her about his mother's illness, but the doctor expressed his inability to treat his mother on this stormy night. Then the boy hugged the doctor's legs and started crying, saying, "Doctor, please save my mother." Then the doctor, seeing no other option, listened to the boy's explanation and gave him a syrup to feed his mother. The doctor told me the rules for administering the medicine, to shake it with a spoon and give it to me.

Since the boy's knowledge is very limited, he assumes that his mother will have to shake the medicine every time he gives it to him. The boy came home, picked up his mother and started shaking her violently, which made her even sicker. Then the boy gave his mother a spoonful of medicine. But what if he gives her a spoonful of medicine? He's making his mother even sicker by picking her up and shaking her.

Meanwhile, seeing that the boy's mother was gradually getting sicker, the boy picked his mother up again, shook her, and made her even more sick. Then he tried to give her medicine again. His mother, unable to bear the pain, finally succumbed to her death.

When the boy realized that his mother was not breathing, he panicked and ran to the doctor's house and forced him to call her. But by then his mother had died.When the doctor came and examined her, he saw that her mother was not breathing, which meant she was dead. Then the boy asked the doctor, "Did you give me the medicine that my mother died from?" The doctor said my medicine was right, but how did you give your mother medicine? Then he told the doctor that he had picked up his mother, shaken her, and then given her medicine. The doctor sat down with his head in his hands and said to the boy, "You killed your mother by causing her pain." I told him to shake the medicine bottle and then give her the medicine. "And you shook your mother?" Your mother died for you. The boy stared blankly like a fool, tears streaming down his eyes.

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This was my story in line with the picture. I hope you liked my story very much. If you liked it, then definitely let me know in the comments. Wishing everyone good health, I bid you farewell today.

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About me

I am Emran Hasan, an engineer. I work with machines by profession and blogging is my addiction. I work as a technical support engineer in a private organization. In my free time, I blog to feed my mind and keep my family happy. I am passionate, very stubborn, and the king of my own kingdom. I love to start from where someone stops somewhere. My hobbies are taking pictures, gardening, and traveling to new places. I love people, so people love me.