Well, while pouring, I had remembered the moment I shared this drink with Mom. Well, surely she was pretty surprised and looked at me as if I were some kind of god who was trying to spread wine among his followers, but seriously, jokes aside, she really loved it and slept after drinking it, and I was feeling her condition was getting really better, as because of the elixir's intermediate rank, her body also left the mortal body with way too many defects behind. Well, surely it was pretty nice, and now I'm sharing the same drink with her. The moment she took a sip from it, her entire fatigue started to disappear in thin air, as this was pretty insane to think that her reactions could become so much better, as it started to feel as if her entire worries about elixirs, potions, and even her own body started to properly adapt to each other, as taking her in my arms and cuddling while having drinks was surely feeling real great, but when she was getting this comfy, her face started to show signs of sadness and a deep ache in her heart, tears shedding from her eyes. As seeing it, I got clue that why was she crying at such a moment, as surely love isn't just about sex, as surely we can't even say we have love in ourselves, as we were more like odd matches for each other, as one side who just looks in his desires and try to make sure to fulfil his desires while other party who clearly lost herself with time, as at first teenage then adulthood and now when she was entering elderly age, she was left alone with her, as society declared her bad and made sure to let her suffer, as everyone knew how to force advice on her but no one knew how to comfort her in those nights, when she was left alone to struggle with her self, the warm feeling and cold house and heart breaking pain, isolating herself from world and even from her own. Then one day someone comes to her house and asks her some weird questions, and he starts to feel a bit better, but seeing herself and her condition, she started to feel embarrassed about herself; she again started to dress up and clean the house and started using alcohol as a medium of celebrating instead of just using it to escape from reality. Well surely it was pretty hard on her to think that she just can't hold onto these moments and make sure that she can again feel this secure in someone's hands again, she just doesn't have to survive, now she can actually live but the fear of again loosing it all surely was making her heart sob, as she spoke in pretty terrified and pretty shaky voice " Hey adi, you know, my life was pretty messed up before meeting you, as I had pretty average house hold, as we never had kids, so we both husband and wife lived together, as we were pretty normal, as we didn't had any thoughts of luxary or anything like that, but after one year of marriage, when it was reported that I can't become a mother, I was in pretty great shock but you see, my husband was also pretty much shocked and tried to tell me it was all right but you know over time, he started to change, every argument and everything our ended on blaming me for not be able to give her a son or a daughter. Our everyday started to feel like a mess but we still were living under one roof, as our lovely moments were just trapped by the society, as he always got frustrated the moment he heard about someone's son or daughter, as he had pretty traumatic childhood, so he always wished to give his children a better childhood than his own, so the moment he hears someone child or daughter, he always started to feel deep heaviness in his heart and always came to me to cry but with years, our arguments just went on heating and heating with time and with our final argument, he claimed that he has an affair with a lady who is mother of some children, hearing his words surely made me realise that his pain started to manifest itself and I could see that he couldn't suffocate himself with me anymore, the pain of his childhood surely left a deep mark on him, so I thought may be I could give him something that could atleast lessen his weight, So I told him that he can have any woman he wants, but whenever he feels like returning, he will find me in this old house that has nothing but his memories. Guess he might have also understood my intention and turned away and started to move without looking back, but guess he was trying to hide his sobbing face of guilt, shame, and inability to deal with his past, and now he was leaving his wife like how in childhood, he was left with nothing but sorrow. Well, kid, do you know why I know he was crying? Because whenever he sobbed, he always had his hands shake insanely, and when he was leaving, I was just looking at his hands, and they were shaking nothing like before, as I screamed one final time while looking at his back, 'Hey, if you couldn't find a chest to cry on or a shoulder to lean on, just come back!' But guess what? He left and didn't return; he just left his every precious thing with me and sent me money for a final farewell. I guess I should have been more clear in my words that if he can't find someone to argue or someone to blame or cry with, he can return, but I guess he must have gotten what he was looking for, and foolish me, I waited for his arrival for all these years. Well, kid, take my single piece of advice from this foolish woman: never let your loved one leave. If you are still unable to hold him or her, either die with their memories or just hang yourself, but please never spend a life like this foolish lady. You saw my condition, and I know you must have guessed my real condition before meeting you. Every moment was feeling like a whirlpool of memories driving me crazy, with voices in my head asking me to look for him and ask him how he is. The alcohol is barely even keeping me sane, as I'm mixing sleep tablets with alcohol and gulping it but still aren't able to die. Kid, you know the day you came to meet me, I was about to hang myself, but you saved me from everything. But I am worried: what if you also left me for someone better? How would I be able to handle such a shock? I won't be able to handle it; I will get mad, I will become crazy!"
