This is the story related to a lady who raised a new step which is the sign of modern thinking rather than giving the false-respect to the thinking of old-aged people.
This story is about a good soul who silently teaches us how to enjoy the life and spread happiness all around even at the darkest hour of your life.
I want to prove myself.I want to return their money that was spent on me since my childhood from the day I dropped from my mom’s belly (operation) to the day I got my first salary with interest.
It is now daily routine, cruelty runs over me again and again, and now nothing matters. We wish or we don’t , I am not the only one here. Every one has some or other story.
Including my very short experience with girls thus far, I decided not to become too close to any girl for the matter. I guess I was frustrated. Not worth the effort I tell myself, even now…
Human identity is love but some country forget their identity even its make trouble to other countries. Maybe they should know well, what are they doing?
We will lose our time to live world but we don’t much care about it. We do not think about our future generation. The surprise news we know about future happen and we will try to make a solution but we not do.
Just two days later she felt someone was following her while coming back to school. She turned and saw no one was there.
I haven’t copied anything directly from the book. I’ve just used the same plot. How can somebody determine that I have stolen the idea of another book?
The only moral is words are untold but feelings need to felt..next time you are with your MOM ask her concerns too, sometimes only a few words are enough to soothe a million pains.