A Mother's Love
A MOTHER'S LOVE
once on a rainy night Shambhu Chitrakar, a famous story writer, was writing a story to be published by next week. He had begun to write the story, when suddenly he heard a knock on the door "Who is at the door?" he asked, but there was no response. "Must be my dream", he said to himself 'knock knock'; he heard the knock on the door again. This time, without even asking who it was, he went and opened the door. At the door, he saw a lady dressed in white from top to bottom, her whole body was covered by her dress and even her legs were hidden. Her appearance was quite weird. Her hair strangled forward which hid her whole face, so Shambhu tried to see her face through her hair. But before he could say anything, she put her hand forward and opened her fist, showing that she waned something like money, food, etc. He understood that she wanted some money. So he went to his room and came back with some coins in his hand. But when he handed her the coins, she simply denied and finally spoke to him "I don't want money, I want some food", she said. Accepting the request Shambhu went back to his kitchen, he couldn't find any good thing to give her but he found some sweets. So he went back to the door and gave her the sweets. Thanking him, she went away. Shambhu then went back to his table and continued writing the story. The next day, he followed his daily routine of going to the bookstore buying a good book and visiting the old age home and spending some time with the old people, telling them different stories. Then again at night when he continued writing his story, the same lady knocked at the door, asked for some sweets and went away. Thereafter everyday he brought some sweets so that he could give her when she came at night. She always came to his house at night time which surprised him very much. After one week passed and that lady still kept on coming, he really became curious and wanted to find out what the reason was. So, one day he called his
once on a rainy night Shambhu Chitrakar, a famous story writer, was writing a story to be published by next week. He had begun to write the story, when suddenly he heard a knock on the door "Who is at the door?" he asked, but there was no response. "Must be my dream", he said to himself 'knock knock'; he heard the knock on the door again. This time, without even asking who it was, he went and opened the door. At the door, he saw a lady dressed in white from top to bottom, her whole body was covered by her dress and even her legs were hidden. Her appearance was quite weird. Her hair strangled forward which hid her whole face, so Shambhu tried to see her face through her hair. But before he could say anything, she put her hand forward and opened her fist, showing that she waned something like money, food, etc. He understood that she wanted some money. So he went to his room and came back with some coins in his hand. But when he handed her the coins, she simply denied and finally spoke to him "I don't want money, I want some food", she said. Accepting the request Shambhu went back to his kitchen, he couldn't find any good thing to give her but he found some sweets. So he went back to the door and gave her the sweets. Thanking him, she went away. Shambhu then went back to his table and continued writing the story. The next day, he followed his daily routine of going to the bookstore buying a good book and visiting the old age home and spending some time with the old people, telling them different stories. Then again at night when he continued writing his story, the same lady knocked at the door, asked for some sweets and went away. Thereafter everyday he brought some sweets so that he could give her when she came at night. She always came to his house at night time which surprised him very much. After one week passed and that lady still kept on coming, he really became curious and wanted to find out what the reason was. So, one day he called his