
she would bring a handful of mustard seed from a house where death had never entered .
the sad mothers face was bright with hope and she went from door to door in search of mustard seed but in vain . one said “I have lost my husband “second said death took away my dearest child “there was no house which death had not visited . at least she came back to the holy man . he told her not to think much of her own sorrow ,since ,sorrow and death were common to all….,
ANURAG SHARMA
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SSA,GUNA
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