The pangs of hunger drove me from my home with no idea of where to go.I travelled on far miles until i reached a village,knocked on the nearest door,blurted out some clumsy words.The owner understood my need his warmth dispelled my shame that id come empty-handed.I remember the story of the washerwoman.Ashamed that i lack the skills of general han.HOW CAN I SHOW MY GRATITUDE? I can only repay him in the world to come.
There are no donations
No results have been found
