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Image : Unsplash.com TellTaleThursday hos ted by @anshu and @priya Haria raised his hands in prayer to the torn picture of Lord Shiva in his hut. His wife did not join him for once. Her tears had dried to silent, unshakable sorrow. How could he make her understand that their little one could not survive the harshness of their conditions? That he could not watch her heart stop beating from starvation. He prayed to the Lord to see his daughter in a peaceful place, free of hunger and strife. His resolve strengthened on seeing the Lord's throat, blue from swallowing the poison of the ocean to save all humanity. He too would swallow this poison to save their daughter, and may the Lord forgive him for the act of cowardice he was going to commit. * Haria was in the line of beggars outside the temple. He lay on a torn blanket with his eyes shut while the other beggars waited hawkishly for food and...
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