I've been married for 15 years. At the time, my husband was working in Dhaka. My father-in-law framed him and forced him out of the business. After that, my husband started working in Dhaka again. He was in Dhaka, and I was living with my in-laws.
I have one child, a daughter, who is 10 years old. When I was four months pregnant, I was unable to work and was sent back to my parents' home.
I am a healthy person, I was always restless, my feet were always swollen, I used to vomit a lot. I am a very beloved child of my parents. I am the eldest wife of the house.
When I went to my parents, they took care of me as much as they could. But even then, there is a saying called bad luck, bad luck does not leave me. My child was born in the first week of the eighth month. The situation is very miserable. My father's house, was not there hospital either. My parents took me to city by ambulance. They put me in the best hospital, they do not know anything.
Anyway, they admitted me to the hospital, the doctor suggested me, he did my OT. But that was bad luck again. Since my child is in the eighth month, she weighs absolutely no weight, one kilogram and 80 grams, and I am unconscious . When my daughter was shown the light of the world, she was given live support within 30 minutes.
However, the last thing that no one has is the Creator. Slowly, my daughter recovered, and I recovered. The most painful thing in life is that when you have a child, you have to go to your parents. There is so much space, so much house, so much abundance, but there was no place for me, because I could not work. The fate of girls is really bad. Days have passed, the words still resonate in my mind. Girls are really helpless. Girls are really helpless. What can I say, sometimes I am really speechless. The biggest place of knowledge, the place of big experience, the place of big politics """Family"""""
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