An unforgettable journey

“I can’t agree to this.How can you be so cruel?” lamented Smriti.
“I can’t support another one, I already have two to feed.Ma and me have already told you regarding our decision,” yelled Aman. We don’t have much time to brood.Tears rolled down her eyes, as she gently stroked her belly and looked out of the window.A fellow passenger in late fifties, who was quietly listening to the conversation gently remarked.
“Let her come Sahib.They are born with their own fate.”
“Today, I am going to attend army’s passing out parade for my daughter.”