Two lifes part 2☺️

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15 Oct 2022

I have shared part one, this is my part two. Please read part one first, then read this part two

She hasn't even been able to sleep recently. Water and food are not required. So, at least the medication from the new doctor will help you feel better. So you say yes?" He left there and boarded a train headed back home. I was met in the box by an old acquaintance of mine who was active in the labour movement. He was overjoyed. As he eagerly detailed how organised his work was and how the movement was gaining traction, he had a lovely light in his eyes. His beard was now a finger's length, and his eyes had grown more intense. How deep do they go?" "What's wrong with you?" was said. What's wrong with me, Hut?" he exclaimed. I'm enjoying myself. not sure if the eyes are broad or deep. I haven't taken fifteen days to look at my face in the mirror. If you're talking about shaving, I'm currently shaving in my pocket. Money is nonexistent. He used to shake hands with me in great elegance as Paral Station arrived in the meantime. There, he left. These Two separate instances occurred in quick succession.

It came as a tremendous shock. This wealthy friend of ours, who put his life in danger to make fifteen to sixteen lakhs by avoiding income tax to add to his extraordinary happiness, and whose four huts in the stone bungalow were stolen by a Pathian while thousands of rupees' worth of furniture was lying in dust in many bungalows, is sad and concerned, and M. A. After all, this comrade is fun and joyful because he forgoes the well-paying occupations that bring home the bacon and occasionally goes without food for the happiness of others without even thinking about his own pleasure! After returning home late at night with these thoughts in mind, the third event occurred. I enjoy reading by a warm candlelight. So I got up on the chair and began scanning the board for the candles. Bumped was one of the candles. Rarely does a candle burn like this. The second candle had been lying on the board for several days, gathering dust; ants and cockroaches had chewed on it, rendering it entirely worthless; only a dime-sized piece of wax was left to indicate its presence. In this scenario, I grinned a little as I noticed the two candles that had fallen for no apparent reason, and the next second, a remarkable thought entered my mind. The two males I was picturing are similar to two candles. One's life is being eaten away by someone who is preoccupied with maintaining his own happiness in order to keep his life safe, and the flame of another's life is burning out. offering others a soft, pleasant glow. Imagine if those candles were alive.