Hey everyone! This is my first story here, please pardon me for my bad English. The story which I am going to narrate is not mine, it's my mom's experience.
This incident happened in year 2004 when I was just 8 years old. My father committed suicide, the reason is still unknown to me and my mom. At that time my family was almost ruined. We were financially and emotionally devastated. It was a shock to my mom as she needed my dad in that stage the most.
After six months from his death my mom was recovered emotionally. She started to handle our shop and everything was about to go in right direction, at that time I got double pneumonia. I was admitted immediately. I was almost on the death's bed.
My mom used to stay with me in hospital. I don't remember the exact date but it has been 1 month. I was still in hospital and there was no sign of recovery.
One night I was kept on glucose saline (I don't know what exactly what it is called), as I had become extremely weak. I was fast asleep and even my mom was sleeping the cot which was next to me. Something woken her up. She felt someone came in our room. As I was the only patient in the block there is no chance for anyone else to come. Even nurse had checked my saline and she have given me the tablets. So even nurse won't come in. My mom looked at my cot and she was frozen. It was my dad standing nearby me. My mom told me that he was looking at me and he said to my mom, "Don't worry, she will be fine soon" and he just disappeared in thin air. My mom was damn scared but she didn't tell me about it as she didn't want to scare me.
My mom is a light sleeper so of course she was not dreaming! And most astonishing thing, I did recover within a week.
After this my mom saw my dad many times but I never saw him. I was really close to my dad as I was the only child. There more stories of my dad which I will continue in another part.
Sorry for the length of the story. Thank you for giving your precious time.
God bless you 😁