The boy was asked,
Whom do you love more, your mother or your wife?
He proudly raised his head and said,
“Of course, the one who carried me in her womb.”
Everyone immediately said,
“This excessive devotion to his mother will one day destroy his married life.”
On his way home, the boy bought a saree worth five thousand taka for his wife,
And for lack of money, couldn’t buy a two-hundred-taka medicine for his mother.
Still, his wife scolded him harshly, saying the saree wasn’t good enough!
While his mother said softly, “It’s okay, son. If you don’t have the money now,
Buy it later when you can.”
The day his wife left him,
Accusing him of poverty,
Everyone in the court of judgment declared,
“It’s his blind devotion to his mother that ruined him.”
The boy only smiled faintly that day.
Yet on his face appeared a quiet shame,
As if every judgment on earth was false,
And only his mother’s breath was true,
The breath he had lost,
Behind the name of devotion, hidden under worldly reality.
Then silently, he set off,
Toward his mother’s funeral.