Contemporary

A woman who regularly visits the clinic had persistent issues with headaches, high blood pressure, and insomnia. When I mentioned to her that she was under severe mental stress, she would look down and give a faint smile. I tried to understand the cause of her stress, but I was unsuccessful.
This time, she seemed much happier. There was a noticeable change in her appearance and demeanor. Unusually, her husband was with her today. They were here to show him to me. He is a diabetic and works in Saudi Arabia. He had come on leave. He had the same issues as his wife—fatigue, weakness, and insomnia.
During the consultation, he slowly mentioned, “I’m exhausted, doctor... physically and mentally. I’ve completely lost my sexual ability. I feel utterly hopeless.”
His blood sugar levels weren’t a significant problem, as he had only been diagnosed recently. I felt his issue was more related to mental stress.
“There’s no need to be so despairing. These are problems that can be solved. First, try to relax. Why are you feeling this way?”
“Nothing, doctor… I haven’t been able to take proper care of my children. They haven’t had my presence when they needed it,” he said with a slight sigh.
I asked, “What’s going on?”
His wife, who had remained silent until then, said, “We’ve been separated for many years. Recently, we’ve reunited.”
I was surprised to hear this. I asked quickly, “What do you mean?”
“It’s a long story, doctor. We’ve been separated for 20 years, and now we are back together. By then, she had completely worn out. I won’t let her go back to the Gulf anymore. If she leaves, I’ll go with her. We have to live well together now.”
He said this with a sense of hopelessness. I realized that his loss of sexual ability was behind his despair.
“It’s alright… life isn’t just about that,” I tried to reassure him.
“Yes, yes, that’s not a problem,” his wife quickly said, and he agreed.
As I learned more about his life, I was truly shocked. In his past, he had sacrificed his own life for a great act of kindness.
When a Sri Lankan woman’s husband died in an accident in Saudi Arabia, she tried to sell her child due to poverty. He found out about it through a friend and couldn’t ignore it. Without thinking further, he brought the child to his place, and after a lot of effort, he managed to get all the necessary documents for the child.
 

However, things went wrong when he tried to seek support from his family. After going to the Gulf, he remarried, and the child was believed to be from that marriage. His wife and children believed this. His efforts to convince them otherwise were in vain. The family broke apart. His friends in the Gulf criticized him for working in a place where no one needed him. For years, he worked hard, but when he tried to return home, his own children refused to let him in. That’s when he was shattered. After that, he lived for his adopted son, leading a life like that of a hermit.

Meanwhile, his wife, despite her husband’s betrayal, had raised her children with great determination. After great hardship, she married off her two daughters. But eventually, she began to feel the loneliness of life.

She realized she needed her husband’s presence and began to search for him. She went to Saudi Arabia and met the friend who had told her about the Sri Lankan child. Upon understanding the truth of the situation, she felt deep remorse and sorrow for the lost years. She found her exhausted, helpless husband, accepted the adopted child as her own, and made the decision to live together in peace, embracing a life of virtuous living.

“You truly deserve praise for the strong decision you made amidst such severe crises,” I said, patting his shoulder. A faint smile appeared on his face as he reflected on the memories of the lost years.

“Though things went wrong, you have raised two beautiful daughters, married them off, and fulfilled your responsibilities with grace. In a way, you too deserve appreciation,” I said to his wife. A flash of pride appeared on her face as she heard my words.

With the hope that humanity has not yet lost its way, I bid them farewell.

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