My dear son do not run away
When I become unconscious
Do not trap yourselves in worldly
Affairs.
The bunglows and the wealth will
Come and go. Do not settle in an allian land
Far flung country.
My dear son I have given you the
Gift of 32 Dharan of Milk. Do not
Forget to attend my funeral.
The son daughter and daughter-in-Law
Help in difficult moments. If
Mother-in-Law in going to die to day
The selfish daughter -in-Law will die
Tomorrow.
You will shed the tears of blood
When strangers will take my
Mayat to the burial…
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