That All Are Sad

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My mother and my wife today cooked some dishes and took them to my nephew's home. Everyone in the family was either lying on the beds or sitting silently. They all were sad. My mother asked them if they had taken their lunch. They all said they were not feeling like eating. My mother insisted them to eat something. Finally they all ate the food. My nephew's son took only a morsel or two, and fell on his bed. My mother sat on his bed caressing his hair and wiping his tearful eyes. Both my mother and my wife remained there for more than two hours.