I knew it was my last day there.The initial stage on-wards I stayed there. Utmost comfy care I enjoyed with luxury and lavishness.
A feel of angst conquered all faces, when I was admitted in the hospital. My state of mind I couldn’t judge, it was full with mixed feelings. Did a flash of pleasure loom in my mind? The first snivel of my neo-natal infant! Ha! Immediately a wry smile lurked in me.
I bestowed the tender one caringly in their hands. Paining tears and sobs died within me.
What else can an unmarried surrogate MOTHER rich in poverty do?