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A woman is her family
Every day bread for
Make and an extra
Bread is for one humbling old man
By keeping them in the window
Would have Hump every day
Had to take the bread.
Instead of thanking him
Tell them to bribe
'Bad deeds to yourself
Remains but good
The job comes back as a gift. '
The woman would have been disturbed,
Because he's a day
Do not give gratitude. But then
Even after this, the woman
Put bread for the bundle. More
Hump and always irritated
You said the same thing.
The woman is going to walk on this way
Once upon a hawk
Get bored. Okay
Next day with bread
Mix the poison.
The next day, the breadth of thought
With the twists
Keep it in the window. But then
Remember him repeatedly
Regretted. So he
Piece mixed bread
Leave a new bread
Rakhal window.
Humbles came and took bread and went away.
It's time to go mad
He said, 'Work done by yourself
It goes from near but good
The work is gifted
Comes back. 'On the other side
The woman's son in another town
Went to find work. 4-5
For months his
There is no search. For the boy
The woman every day
Praying
Suddenly the woman was her
The knock was heard at the door. Door
He opened his son's door
Standing there Her
The boy's attitude was very much.
She was very hungry and sick
His clothes were worn
Torn She embraces her mother
Cried and
"I may be today
Could not return
There is a point of strength in my body
Was not there.
He asks for a humbling
Give me a little bread
He said, 'This one is daily
I eat bread
Cut the day. But today
Than you
Need more This is you
Take this bread. Today
I returned home.
"The woman is left to understand
Not that bread
Made of his hand and he
The cockpit roti is her
Gave the boy Then
The woman remembered poison
Mixing bread If he
He would not have left it
Then her son died today
Could He's the creator
Thousands of gratitude
Say it
Bad deeds to yourself
But it is good to go
The work comes back as gift.
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