Lest we forget . . .

Chachu shared a story at dinner this evening:

There was a very poor woman who had two sons. Her husband had died a while back and now one of her children was very sick. They'd been living with great difficulty, paying for whatever medicine they could afford and still the child didn't seem to be getting any better. Seeing his brother, the boy who was well asked his mother, "Amma, bhai kab maray ga?" (When will my brother die?)

The woman was surprised by the boy's question. "Kyun pooch rahay ho?" (Why are you asking?)

The child, hungry for so long, replied, "Jab Abba maray thay tau khaana aaya tha . . ." (When father died, there was food.)