It is the fifth day today. I have developed an unbearable backache because of continuous attendance at the bedside of my mother.---I held my hand over her nostrils to feel her breath and found that she had breathed her last. Our eyes went dry with sorrow. My mother was an unwept and unsung victim!
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
The Victim
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