Lifestyle with steem || The Diary Game || (Date: November 7, 2025) || The six-day diary game activity of my mother's death.

Dear Steemian Friends,
I’m @azit1980
From #bangladesh
I hope everyone is enjoying life very well. Welcome to today's blog, wishing you every moment to be good.

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Today, it has been 6 days since I lost my mother. The pain I feel is beyond words; my mother was like the shadow of my banyan tree. Today, I am completely lost. I did not understand the meaning of a mother when she was a mother. Today, I remember my mother every moment. I remember what will happen next: I will never see my mother again. I had high hopes of keeping my mother with me and taking care of her, but God did not give me that opportunity. Today, 6 days after my mother's death, I went door to door to our villagers. My mother's Shraddha will be on the 11th day, so on this day, I went door to door to tell the villagers, "Whoever has Tahfiq, please give us whatever you have." No matter how rich our community is, they should not beg from the villagers to do their mother's work; otherwise, their mother's work will not be completed, and their souls will not find peace. This is a picture of the road in front of our house. I took a picture while we were going to a villager's house.

Our village has improved a lot from before, and the environment in the village is also very beautiful. Our village is very big, our village is divided into three parts: West Naldia, Middle Naldia and East Naldia. We first set off towards West Naldia. It is located about 2 kilometres west of our house. My elder brother and my younger brother's sons were with us. The reason we took them was that we would not be able to bring them if we got anything from the village. Because we are on a vow, our bodies are very tired and weak.

The person you see in this picture is the wife of our elder brother. She encouraged us to go to the village. There are 165 families in our village. She went to each family and told them about my mother's passing. And everyone helped us according to their ability. This picture is of the wedding gate of a house in front of the primary school in our village. The gate is decorated a lot, my body feels a little tired, so I was behind them. Since I was behind, I took a picture of them and the gate on my mobile.

We all collected 40 per cent of the money from families in our village and set off for home. Most of the families gave us rice, and many also gave us money. We didn't say anything to anyone; everyone is a familiar face to us. After seeing us, everyone helped more or less according to their ability. I have an idea that the amount of rice that was collected must not be less than 30 kg. If I had not taken my nephews, it would not have been possible for us to carry all this. There are many other houses in our village, but it is not possible to go to any other house today. I will go again tomorrow. After that, I will not go anywhere else. Everyone, please pray for my mother. May she be in heaven.

Best regards
@azit1980