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My husband used to work with a local company off-shore and as we all know these servicemen hardly get the chance to spend their lives with their family because out of three sixty-five days in a year, they serves more than two hundred days for their company. My husband never suffered from any ailments and in fact, he was a fitness freak, but god has planned differently for us and I lost him within three years of our marriage out of massive heart attack. I was pregnant then and my due date was just a month left.
However, with much stress and tensed situation, I manage to deliver a healthy son. I was so paranoid with my situation that I never realized that I was slowly slipping into depression. As you see, I am not that educated and my husband was a was a normal staff. As per rules, my husband death was on service and that entitles us to get compensation from the company.
But as you know the procedure, it is a never ending process, meanwhile, my son is growing up, meeting expense was the most threatening thought every night, although I received the compensation but not enough to support livelihood. Most of the time I used to borrow and end up hiding from the creditor, I was almost done living many a time I used to think to commit suicide but how will my child survive moreover I couldn’t kill my child with my own hands.
We used to stay at a colony and close to basti, I started working as a housekeep, nobody from our family worked for any household, but unfortunately I had no options. My neighbor was also not financially stable, though her husband was a graduate but people hardly get jobs in this fast paced city. So, she used to send her daughter to Abhilasha school, my neighbor was quite aware of my situation and she asked me to visit their school’s teacher for help.
Because my son was still a toddler then I couldn’t attend my work regularly, hence it affected my salary and meeting regular expenses remained impossible. Although my neighbor asked me previously to visit the school teacher to get help from their NGO, but I never had that much of time. As I believe, you can’t get anything you wish before it’s time to get.
So finally one fine morning I visited their informal school, I met the teacher and she promised to find a way out. I was asked to visit again later after a week. On my second visit, it was more of an interview, they inquired about my special skills and I just knew cooking. So they opened an option for me to deliver cooked meals for people who order home cooked food.
Today I make food for many households and also hired two help for delivering, taught my son in a government school and finally settled my life. Now I am aging but satisfied that I made the most of the opportunity Turnstone Global has provided me, I think some phases of life is hard to walk but hard work pays it all.
