The old woman kept repeating stories about the saddest parts of her life, cribbing, complaining and blaming. Gradually, people started avoiding her company.
Happiness waited somewhere in the vicinity, begging for attention.
Her infant grandson squealed with delight as her coffin was taken away. He had spotted the waiting guest.
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It’s too often the case.
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Unfortunately, yes…
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🥲
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Watching over him.
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True 😊 Thanks!
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That’s why they say.’ apna gham lekar kahin aur naa jaya jaye…’
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Beautiful line!
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