Mother: (At the time when she is pouring tea in the glasses; shouting) Omaid… Sanam Jan… wake up… it is going to be seven O’clock… wake up the morning tea is ready, (with herself) uff God… what is this situation? Should I get ready for work… give the breakfast to children… prepare the food for lunch… what should I do? (Shouting) Sanam… Omaid… I am telling you too, hurry up…
Sanam: (Replying) I am washing my face and hand mom!
Omaid: (Sleepy) Good morning mom… where is my father?
Mother: (With hurry while swallowing the food replies) he was on shift yesterday night… he didn’t come home son… now hurry up and wash your face and hands as the breakfast is ready… your tea is getting cold, hurry up…
Sanam: (Opening & Closing sound of Door) dear mom! Don’t forget to come to the school today… our teacher has asked all the mothers to come! Because the exams are shortly starting!
Mother: (With hurry) can’t come Sanam Jan! Today I have a lot of things to do in the office… it is the time of salaries and I need to prepare the attendance reports, our manager may not leave me to come!…tell your teacher that you mother has a job and can’t come!
Sanam: (With Sadness) mom you have never come to my school… the teacher will become angry at me!
Omaid: (Irritating) Sanam is right! If you won’t come the teacher will be angry at us!
Mother: (With hurry) I said impossible… I am going because it is late… you urgently take your breakfast and get ready for school because shortly the school bus will arrive… Sanam… tightly lock the door… understand daughter… the food is in the fridge, heat it up and then eat!… be careful not do destructions… I am leaving… bye… (Opening and closing sound of the door)
(Crowd sound at the street)
Omaid: (With sadness) the teacher really insulted me… told me why I have not asked my mom… I told her that she has a job… she replied that you are important for her or her job!
Sanam: (With sadness) the teacher was also very angry at me! Any how our mother could have taken an hour leave and come to our school!… Certainly she me like her job than us…
Omaid: (With Sadness) whenever my classmates are going home; their mothers are giving them the lunch… they go to shopping with their mothers… their mothers dictate them… but my mom never dictated me!
Sanam: (Sigh with Sadness) Yes, you are right… I am in class 4th but always dictating to myself because my mom is always on the job… when she comes home in the evenings; she is rushing to wash the cloths… cook, iron the cloths and clean the house!…she becomes too tired and I feel pity to her and meanwhile I become angry at her!
Omaid: (With Sadness) It is ok sister…let’s tell our mom not go to job anymore!… like other mothers should sit home and help us in our studies… dictate us… go with us for shopping, go with us to the parties… haven’t you seen Muhammad our cousin? His mother always rehearses his studies with him!
Sanam: (With Sadness) It is ok… in the evening once our parents arrived then we will talk to them… now let’s go home because we are too hungry…
Omaid: (With Sadness) mummy is this possible that you don’t go to office anymore?
Mother: (With hurry) with these expenses; your father is not able to cover everything… should I also support him or not?
Sanam: (With Shy) but mummy, what is our problem? Whenever we come home we need to prepare food for ourselves, all the time we are all alone at home… you never go with us to walk… all the time you are tired… on Fridays you are either cleaning or washing the cloths! I and Omaid loves that when we are coming you be at home, you sit with us on to eat together on the table… all of us talk with each other… you review our homework!
Omaid: (With Joy) Yes mummy! It would be really great…
Mother: (Uncomfortably) Do you think that I am happy with this condition, I am also happy to be in my house, with my house activities, guests, all of these are also very difficult for me… but if I left the job then it would be too difficult for your father to maintain our life.
Sanam: (With Joy) Mummy why you are not becoming a teacher? Half of the day we will all go out together to walk… like this you are going to work and also you are with us.
Omaid: (With Joy) dear mummy my sister is right… it is also a good option…
Mother: (With Joy) it is a very good option! Certainly I will discuss it with your father! Love you my sweet kids… that you are as intelligent… (All of them laugh together)
Message of Drama: Employed parent! Inspite of ensuring the financial needs of your children; focus on other demands like love, play, being with them etc, until they feel your presence with.
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