" Whenever any needy used to come here with something to ask for..i used to feel like accepted .. somewhere a part of them.. somewhere a reason for their joy ..those tears of happiness in their eyes used to wipe all those unshed tears of mine... those blessings from them used to heal the blemishes of curses within... I was not a danveer Riti.. but biggest needy of them all.. this place was where i used to get my daan..in those fulfilled prayers of someone.. "
then my eyes fell on a child on roadside ..he was fully drenched..and shivering ..i came up to him ..his eyes looked with hope at me...I remembered Karna's last words to me... and gave my umbrella to him.. he smiled and thanked me..blessed me in his own language...i ran hard towards my friends and got inside one of their's umbrella ..I had just learnt a big lesson of my life... and I was pretty sure..that He was there..for it... Only...