It was a severely cold night. There was darkness in the streets. The homes of people were looking dead under the great pressure of fog. But in one house, there were echoes of children playing and running behind each other. A large woman was sitting on a dark wooden chair holding a 9 month old kid in her hands. A coal fire thrust yellow flames up in the chimney. That fire was lit by a chubby young girl. Both the young girl and the large woman look in each other eyes and give a gentle smile and then look toward the children playing on the ground. There were three of them playing. One was 9, other was 6 and the last one was 4 year old. The youngest kid looked in his mother eyes. He walked toward her. Holding both his hands out, he asked his mother to pick him up and let him sit in her lap. The mother gave the 9 month old to the chubby girl standing beside her. Then she picked the kid in her hands and put him on her lap. The kid demanded to hear the story that she always narrated him. As the mother started the story, the child fell into a sound sleep. Everyone smiled except for the young girl that had an exciting yet nervous expression on her face. Seeing her half nervous face, the large woman told

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