I hope you are all well. Today is my birthday, first I thought, post tomorrow, then I will post on my birthday. I live in Pakistan. Now today I will introduce myself like a story in my first post. So let's get started.
Note here that he is used for I, below
He was the only brother of 6 sisters. Poverty was such that barely two classes could read. His father died when he was 10 years old. The responsibility of 6 sisters and mother fell on their shoulders. Breakfast is served in the mouth. Here everyone snatches. Uncle Taya all left. Who will marry 6 girls? At the age of 10, he began to endure the cold winds of time. He began to fulfill his responsibilities.
He was a very hardworking boy. He faced many difficulties day and night. He started marrying sisters on the accumulated capital. She lived in the house. She used to visit her sisters from time to time. She used to come home tired day and night. She used to cook. Sometimes she would cook and wait. When did my lion come home but now who cares, who speaks with love, son ate food, son got tired while working, left alone. He was alone. He would have been tired. She dared to eat. Otherwise he would have slept with his lifeless body.