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Daughter, I Feel Very Sad To See Wrong Happening With You.

Published Nov 4, 2022
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"Mummy, don't take tension. Anyway, I am used to all this..." Riya was talking to her mother Namita ji on the phone. "But son, I feel sorry for how wrong is with you. Everyone entangles you in their sweet talk, and even then it gets into everyone's quirky talk." Namita was worried.
"Mommy, how can anyone consider the words of my brother and sister as frivolous. I have always tried to share the love, but this is the understanding of the person in front, they try to confuse me with their artificial talk. They Do you think that I do not understand anything, I understand everything, I keep silent only because there is no problem, it is my brother. If not today then tomorrow I will understand him. Riya's voice was also sad.
Actually, Riya loved her brother and sister very much, but her siblings were jealous of her progress. In front, he could not say much, but always from behind, some relatives used to say something about him, which Riya used to know. Then Riya did not pay attention to those things.
Be it any festival or any occasion... Riya used to deal with everyone in a good way. But his brother would always give him light luggage by saying that my income is not that much. Riya also thinks that no one, her love does not depend on transactions. This time when Riya came to her maternal home on Bhai Duj, her sister's birthday was a day after her nephew.
And her father-in-law had also come. Riya's sister had to go back soon, so her brother gave everyone clothes, fruits and sweets, and don't know what gifts to the younger sister. The next day when it was time for Riya to return, the brother again cried that sister, I do not have much income, so I am not able to give much. And bid farewell by giving a sweet box and 500 rupees. Riya was very sad to see so much comparison between the two sisters. But she didn't say anything at that time. And hurriedly left for home, because she felt that she would not be able to control her tears. But his mother Namita ji had lost his heart, after all the mother who remained.
Next day Namita ji called Riya. He was feeling very sad, on such behavior with Riya... When he talked to his son about this, he said that didi is sensible, can understand my condition. But the younger sister is childish inside, she has to give everything. After listening to the brother, Riya said again, "Mother doesn't matter... When the condition of the brother is right, he will take it."
Namita ji said, "His situation will never be right for you. I feel very sad to see you being wrong." On this, Riya said, "Mummy, don't take tension. I have got used to all this. Their deeds are with them, my deeds are mine."
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Although Riya knew that for all this, she too had to listen to something or the other in her in-laws' house. And because of this, how much tension she herself is in, no one can understand. Even though she does not tell her problems in front of anyone, but everyone has tension. He also has the same hope that one day everyone wants him from his heart, to have a relationship with him from heart and not because of his money.

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