I didn't expect to find

by Utkirbek Sobirov (Uzbekistan)

I didn't expect to find Uzbekistan

It was a month ago that I went home to Andijan because I was in a hurry. I told my home address to the driver. He's a good driver: It's clear from his approach. Then we set out. - Do you have any songs in your playlist? -Mr.driver, but I only listen to an Old Uzbek songs. -Yes, my son. I love Uzbek songs. Do you have any emotional Uzbek songs? -Yes, of course. There are many. - Let's have some of them. I sang the song "In my youth." All passengers were silence: The passengers in the back seat are closing their eyes and are getting near to the sound of the song. Then the aunt started talking. - Yes, baby. You mentioned the youth. We grew up listening to this song. We also loved someone. Many of us were very fond of it. Yes, those were exciting times. Never Made It: The Challenges and Challenges of Life. We were just enjoying life. By the way, my son, did you suddenly see her(Keeping smile)? - Hmmm. If I don't know, I have other plans till that time. - Yes, son. Tell me about your life. You seem to have gone through many life difficulties. - Yes, it is. I have suffered a lot in my life. There were good times and bad times. (I was crying at that time). Excuse me. - Don't be embarrassed. I understand you, my son. - We've talked for a long time. Well, my brother, you are a very good man. -Thank you - Friends, please listen to my life story. - I have a son like you, my little friend"-said the driver to me. "10 years ago I got married. My wife could not give birth for 7 years. Our happiness had left our house. Fighting, crying, confusion. My wife and I were patient. Every day in our prayers we would ask GOd for children. Alhamdulillah, we had a sweet girl in 7 years. My wife and I and my family were very happy. Two years later we had another son. But my son didn't recover. The doctors put him in intensive care. The little baby was in a coma. My heart was heavy. And my wife was far from perfect. I always prayed for salvation. I would not leave the hospital. At that moment I started to cry. I got in my car and brought my daughter. And I knelt down and hugged him and said: my dear daughter, help your brother to recover. Your blessing will be heard. Open your hand, my daughter. Pray, my daughter, bless me. I would stop crying. Then my daughter hugged me. He said: Daddy, take me to GOD's house. I pray in the mosque. There was no word on my tongue. When I raised my daughter, I ran to the car. There is a Mosque nearby. I asked the Imam's permission to take my daughter inside. My daughter and I were sitting next to the mihrab. The Imam was reading the Qur'an. My daughter kissed the Holy Quran three times and rubbed it on her forehead: Dear, Allah, save my brother. Give him strength. After all, my brother and I wanted to play different toys together. Have mercy on him. Bring it back to life. I was still crying. Imam Khatib could not even hold his hands. Tears streamed down his eyes. I took my daughter and thanked the Imam. I was leaving the mosque, and my wife called. Dear husband, just come to the hospital quickly, and our son is smiling and looking at us. Immediately we went to the hospital. Thanks God. It's all right. My son was in his mother's womb. Everyone is happy. Everyone is happy." When I talk to somebody, I tell them about this driver's life challenges. After all, children should be valued. Let our young ones set that example to their life. I also learned the real life experience from the driver. There are wide fields around me. There is snow in the mountains. Clouds also covered the sky. All cars rush to their destination. Life is going on. We're going home too. I still remind the travel to my hometown with that driver