MY LIFE-MY INSPIRATION-MG(PART5-PG20) - Page 11

PART-5

thousand of memory flushed in my mind, i remembered the day i came across yet another problem of peoples thinking, and also how cruel are they, but that time i too was utterly alone..

my father and mother died in bus accident, leaving me and vicky utterly alone, a person whose parent leaves them alone at young age can only understand the pain.

after that i remembered working in house, cleaning and even teaching in government school for my earning. when a new member came to our family, i was returning from school, when i saw a baby crying, she was 5-6 years old, i reached her, i saw people crowding her and talking, she was getting more and more scare. when i heard a person "ye bachi kiski hain?". i heard another person "hogi kisi ki, viase bhi larki hain, hogi kisi par bojh, chodh gaye honga uske parivaar vale". i heard another person "bhai asa nahi kaho, bache god ki den hain". i heard the person say " ye sab khana ki baat hain, gar etna he hain, tho le ga esa apne saath". the person backed out. i moved forward and hugged her, taking her in my embrace, she stopped crying. i said " kisne kaha larki bogh haoti hain, they are face of goddess, if you cant respect them, you can respect anyone, if you cant help then better dont speak".the person said"kya?". i said "kya huin, ap tho larke hain, tho apko etni se baat samjhe mein nahi ayi ki ab apko ek larki se puchna par raha hain,chali i will tell you agar ap madat nahi kar sakta, tho kuch mat boliya". i heard "you girl, you think that after learning some english word you are hero,then its not the case, my son also know english".i said " uncle ji, english you tho leave it, agar apko etna jurur hain apne beta par, tho khaiya kuch english par bolein". the person looked at his son, the son put his head down. one of my friend from school came and said "well done geet".i smiled to him . i took her with me while people were staring me, i heard a claping sound, i saw towards the source,it was maan, he was proud of my words and act, slowly one hand became two and two to three and on and on...

i took the baby to the police station and gave information, i took the baby home . vicky was quiet happy with new member and he played with her. he asked "what should we call her??". i said "meera". and vicky started jumping and even meera to, with her little hand...

one more day finished, with new moral, life teach us new thing every day..i gave them food, food was limited and shared with three, but atleast we were happy, and that what matters...

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i just found tis update.. the story is very interesting..pls cont. soon,, wil be waiting..

wow!that was so touching..
geet s really a gem..
lovely update..

part 5
very nice...
cont soon dear...

superb FF.. something different i liked it

very beautiful update...

so Meera added in the family...

sad to know their parents died...

but Geet is very strong character girl and she is fighting with destiny so bravely...

Maan was in the crowd and liked her courage...

thanx for pm...

Loved it...Superb


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Amazing n inspiring story

oh thank god I just missed one part of this...But I read this also...I lov this work so much that it motivate me to do some thing..its story of a girl fighting for her respect self pride...Poor baby lost her family but now she added one more in her lil family.I m too happy to c this...Plz update this soon