Every night around two in the morning, my daughter Kavya would call me, her voice weak and filled with emotional exhaustion after giving birth just days ago. She often said she felt lonely and overwhelmed at her in-laws’ home, longing for comfort and familiar support. My heart trembled with every sob, but my husband and societal expectations made me hesitate. “She’s just going through emotional changes after childbirth,” he would say. Still, a mother’s heart whispered that something deeper was troubling her.
One particular night, her voice seemed unusually faint, as though her strength was fading. I could not sleep, burdened with worry and an unshakable sense of guilt. At dawn, I firmly told my husband, “No matter what anyone says, I am bringing my daughter home today.” We immediately traveled from Lucknow to Bhawanipur, my emotions torn between hope and fear. All I wanted was to hold her and remind her that she was not alone.
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