One day I came across a living Durga
Very lean and thin, a begging bowl in hand
A torn out saree draped around her...
With a weak vision, a carved stick only a friend
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Very nicely articulated narrative of a good Samaritan led by his humanitarian outlook. Thanks.
You are a lovely mother, please don't cry anymore
You can depend on me,
You can trust me as your own son
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Very nicely articulated narrative of a good Samaritan led by his humanitarian outlook. Thanks. You are a lovely mother, please don't cry anymore You can depend on me, You can trust me as your own son