She was eighty years old. The stroke had left her partially paralysed.

That morning her son shouted at her for not doing her physiotherapy exercises. She did not utter a word.

He yelled at her the following day for not swallowing her tablets. She lay quietly in bed.

The next day he lost his temper at her because she had hardly eaten anything. She listened mutely.

Later as he passed her room he peeped inside. Tears streamed from her eyes. He tenderly took her hand and sat silently.

That night she passed away.