✿═══════════════✿ River flowing Part Nine http://mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com/2021/05/blog-post_21.html ✿═══════════════✿ mihraskoduvally123.blogspot.com https://www.instagram.com/invites/contact/?i=o7hsgxz71i40&utm_content=8ex74ss When I saw that baby's face, all the pain I had endured and the pain I felt disappeared somewhere. The sparkle in Vahchi's eyes was not small when he saw the pear tree that came home for the first time with his heart full. And thenThere, the smell of oil and mess, the baby's cry (I would lay down after caressing its baby face, hands and feet) were all perfect remedies to pretend to forget the pain. Petukari bathed it for three days and then they had taken it somewhere earlier. They said they gave birth and left. For a moment the story seemed to continue like a copy of Omman. But there was no one to look after Umman. Looked at me so that many people could take Umman equally to look at me. Alhamdulillah. Umm will heat the water and I will bathe with oil. How days have passed. After five or six days, Mol's uncle came. I gave 7 rupees to give to Petukari and 50 rupees to Oomman for the cost of the pet. Doosam went back from here. Alhamdulillah filled my heart when I saw that two-some sitting with Molly and taking her. Even if only the pains are given, it will always be a great memory to remember. Because our children are taken by their fatherOur greatest joy is watching them play. what "Times will change The story will change and the people will change. Slowly, each one of us will remain only memories here. Time will soon erase that too. " This is how life is. Mol doesn't know what to do with a bad fever. My daughter was sent to her uncle. Mol's father was not there when he was there. Don't come and look or ask for information except that you have heard everything about your uncleOr did not. By that time, the mole was only fifteen days old. A condition where one cannot do anything but sit with a white blanket covering one's head up to one's head. to be continued ✍️Mihras Koduvally