Since Woman’s Day brought Australians the heartbreaking story of Trishna and Krishna’s birth mother, Lovely Golder, support for her has been overwhelming.
Offers of money to help bring her to Australia from her home in Bangladesh have poured in.
Lovely told us how she was blindfolded during the birth of her girls, and why she felt she had no choice but to surrender the twins to the Missionaries of Charity in Dhaka so they could get proper medical care. But in the nearly three years since she has seen Trishna and Krishna, her dearest wish has been to hold her babies once more.
Last week, a ray of light seemed to shine on Lovely’s dreams as the twins’ co-guardian, Atom Rahman, suggested he was in the process of organising for her to come to Australia.
But Lovely says when she spoke to him there was no talk of travel plans. She is still waiting for the pieces to fall into place for this overdue reunion, which must be authorised by Trishna and Krishna’s legal guardians.
Lovely also wants to personally thank the dedicated team at the Royal Children’s Hospital in Melbourne who miraculously separated the conjoined twins, As she waits for her simple wish to be fulfilled, Lovely penned this heartfelt letter to her girls on the special occasion of their third birthday.
She has graciously allowed Woman’s Day to share it with our readers.
To my dearest sweethearts Trishna and Krishna,
How are you? I can see you on television screen being released from the hospital and going back home. I can’t stop my tears when I see you being safe and recovered; ready to face the world with your individual identity.
I keep waiting for hours in front of the TV screen; even all night to have just a glimpse of you two – my babies I gave birth to three years ago.
Three years! I can’t believe it’s been three years since I have seen you! Now you two are so different from the day I saw you last. Today you are individuals, you have been freed from your birth defects. What else can a mother do except keep wondering how you look now.
I just wonder how you will walk after a few days. I wonder how you would have smiled at me when you were going back home with Moira Kelly. I wish I could also walk through the way. I wish I had wings like birds so that I could fly to my babies. Today I have the strangest feeling. I feel like the happiest mother on earth, whose children have survived the largest crisis of their life. In the contrary, I am the unlucky mother – who can’t take her individual kids in her lap, take them close to heart, kiss and adore them.
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