Mary had been only with her parents...
She grew up with much care and prosperity in midst of beautiful circumstances. 

Time flew away when suddenly the world changed to Mary..
Her most dearest lady left her alone; 
And Mary's only friend left at home none except her father..
   

A year after, I met to Mary.
As doors opened....

Standing in front of me a feeble, sick, thin and a bony structured like a terrified carcass she was..

Suddenly some words in a grave voice came to my ears from the known voice: 'She, whose mother had died, deserves to be... Lots of duties been performing on her.'
I understood duty and affection are so fragile: 
....
 Mary smiled and answered, ' Ma has forgotten me'-