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Breaking dreams
In the old eyes, there was a hope for their loved ones. The mind knew that this is a false hope, yet even then, the memories would be brought to the same ones. That was the situation of Aruna and Manorama of Aruna and of Manorama
"Arunaji, your phone," Manoharji, manager of the old age temple said.
'My phone?' Aruna started thinking, who could be.
"What is a special day today, Manoharji?" Aruna asked curiosity.
"Yes, today is the day for you people."
"Our day?" Aruna took a call from Manoharji, "Hello."
"Happy Mother's Day, Mmmma," "The voice of the audition". Aruna stood still holding a receiver in her hand for a moment. His mouth was not able to break even. Just, the eyes were flowing through the porch, the tongue was stuck with the palate.
"What happened, Mamma, are you okay?" I send payments to the ashramas every month. OK, take care, '' and the phone is cut off.
Names passed by the receiver for a few moments
'' Has it happened? ''
Arunah kept the phone by saying 'ji' at the behest of Manoharji. Moving with heavy steps, he came to his room.
''what happened? Was the invitation to a dinner from the White House? "Manorama said in a pinch-like manner.
"Yes, then? Tera Ram and Lakshman did not call? And they will also call, they will bring you a bouquet of flowers, bring dish from home, "Aruna said in the style of Manorama, and both began to laugh.
Both Aruna and Manorama lived in the ashram and became an integral friend of each other. Both lived in the same room. Aruna was living in this old age home for 5 years. When the impression was going to America, then he had given Aruna to this ashram by saying, 'Mother, where you will be alone, there are many people like you in this ashram, and you will have the mind, And then he took his wife and two children and went away. Since then, Aruna was waiting for the opportune time that was probably never going to come.
Something similar happened to Manorama too. She was a dumb woman of dumb type. To say anything to someone without any thought was involved in that habit. She was the mother of two sons. Both were mother's eyes. Manorama married her very much by marrying girls of her choice. But the pitcher that he had caused so much trouble started dying only after falling water. To say it was the mother of 2-2 sons but when old age came, her life became miserable. In the courtyard of the house, the sons of both sons were resounding, they had fond memories, they were living separately after getting two pieces of house after a few years of marriage. He was speechless. With whom she was, both of them had her own, but she could only think of it. No son said this, 'Mother, you will be with me.' She knew that the sons were subject to their wives and they will do what their wives would say.
The silence used to see everything from its cell, but nothing was said in the situation. Do son or daughter-in-law forget that tomorrow when their life is getting cold, when they are too old, they can be the same fate of them. He would not even know that from today's son's house, food would come for him. Sometimes he was hungry. The mother had not been divided, both were responsible for providing food for the mother on each other. Manorama had a great nerve on her upbringing. Whenever one looked at the misery of a woman, she used to say, "There must have been a lack of nutriment, or why have they had to see this day?" But when it started falling on itself, it started to understand its mistake. Was it possible to hold others tightly to advise others to tighten their children's cracks? The woman of the temperament was not hard to speak to anyone at some speed. Perhaps the speed of his or her desire to expect more had brought him to the brink. As soon as the mother was aware of this misfortune, her daughter took her home and went away. Two months passed right there, but he also had a complete family. There were also sasasasura in the house, now that his presence was shining. Manorama was now understanding this very well, due to that the daughter's life could not get turbulent, she took the time to shift from there and quietly came to this old age home. He was not lacking in money as much as the affection of his friends.
Manorama was very happy in his thoughts that Aruna shook her with a shoulder and said, "What happened?" Is not eating bell? In the running dining room, all have come, except for both of us Today, Egyptians have cooked bananas and made pudding. Today, it will be fun to eat, "Aruna said in her tickling tone but Manno was quiet. Do not know why Aruna was so friendly with Manorama, while Manorama's rabila style was not liked by anyone. But both of them had good harmony, perhaps the misery of both were the same.
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