Amma Ji

         An old Amma ji used to sit on the steps of the old age home from morning till evening and don't know for whom she used to wait. I often used to come and go from that street, I was watching this for a long time.

        

One day when I passed by there, my feet froze there. I asked Amma ji, for whom do you keep waiting here...? So she told that 3 months ago my son left me here, I miss him a lot, send money and medicines, but till now he has not come to pick me up. Will you write me a letter..?

     

 I said ok..! Tell me Amma ji, what to write...? Just write one thing that I don't want medicine and money, just take me with you. Hearing this, my eyes became moist. I got the address from the old age home and went to meet her son. After lovingly explaining her son, she brought him to Amma ji. Amma ji was still sitting there on the CD. His happiness knew no bounds on seeing his son. After showering blessings and blessings, hugged him, gave up his life, the son started crying holding his head.....!

      "The field has been bitten by the bird, then there is regret..?"