Sister Anonymous

Putting her two hands in his armpits she lifted him up from toilet seat and brushed his teeth, washed his body blotted with towel, dressed him carefully moved him to the bed and made him lay down on it While searching the tablets she asked "you said your son is asking you to come home, why dont you go?" With tear filled eyes He was staring at the cieling for mentioning his son who stopped even ringing him. Bolloju Baba