How I Felt Bored During the Summer Vacation

A night before the summer vacation were to commence. We

stopped taking interest in studies. Everyone of us made ambitious plans
to tour this place or that place. But there is man purposes and god. On
very first day of the vacation my mother developed serious pain and she
was to be operated upon. My tour to Nangrahar was cancelled. The
decision didn’t make me unhappy because the pressing problem of my
mother’s illness made me indifferent to the tour.

My mother was hospitalized the next day. Worry was very large on
father’s face and tears rolled down cheeks. Unfortunately, a serious
trouble developed after the operation. I took the responsibility of
preparing breakfast, lunch and dinner. After giving that to my brothers
and sisters, I would go to the hospital.

In the hospital, the screaming, wailing, and praying patients made

me unhappy. Mother’s condition used to upset me. When I came home,
my youngest sister who was three year old would cry for going to
mother. She would refuse to take milk or food. I could not arrange both
for the Youngers for two days. Our clothes were untidy as well.

Cooking was a big problem for me. The dishes were upon spoiled.
Many times, I burnt my hands. It is at this time that I came to know
about the hard work my mother used to put in. I myself could not eat the
food that I cooked.
 I could not talk out of my heart to anyone. My brothers and sisters
were too young to give me any comfort. My friends have gone out of my
station. Sometime I used to dream of their happiness and compare it with
mine. My life had become a dull routine going to the hospital and
preparing lunch, dinner and breakfast. It bored me a lot. I suspended the
reading of detective stories. I didn’t visit cinema halls. The days passed
and the summer vacations came to an end. I was bored so much that I
never wished for summer vacation.