Poverty breaks humans...

It was a matter of time that a laborer lived in the village of Pavtaliya and he was living his life very comfortably, he had no tension about what would happen to me and my family. He used to spend as much as he earned, never saving a single rupee for his coming days or for his children. One day, the laborer was very sick and the people of the house gathered hard enough to get treatment for him. But after this he was not well and he started to get sick and he died because of lack of money. He left this world and left his wife and two children and went away.

After his death, some people gave up to his family for a few days, but when all the people saw that his wife used to eat simply by asking for comfort and did not do anything. There was too much lazy, some did not want to work, it was a day's talk when all the people stopped giving food, then his son fell ill and became very sick. Seeing your brother sick, the younger daughter said, "When will my brother die?" Upon hearing this, her mother ran and said what you said to her. Then the girl said that when the brother dies, then everyone will eat us again and we will not be hungry. Upon hearing this girl's words, she came to her mother's eyes and she started working for her children from that day and gave them a lot of attention.