(Hey readers,
Yeah, I am also on Wattpad now,
As I have told you before and also it feels kind of exerting to say but we are going at the mid of completing ' My Grandpa Hercules '. so now we are almost there and thank you for staying stick to me...although, we still have time!!!
SO, Happy reading and stay healthy...
Regards,
Author)
From that day, he had visited each city, town, and village of Punjab joyfully with a glimmer of honor on his face. Now he wasn't ashamed of his work because he knew from the bottom of his heart that his father was proud of him and this was the only thing he desired which he have earned.
Now whatever they say it didn't matter anymore.
It was all greek now even if it was understandable.
He was doing it for his family and that was all.
This seed which was sown that day still reflects in his personality-his humbleness and his not being great personality even after doing something eminent.
He dishwashed for the next half a decade or two, swallowing humiliatory spits of shameless individuals of his own townlet but then like A new sun rose with new hope...
with like the god's power, his elder brother who left the home even earlier than him got himself involved in some government work inventor at Rajasthan, the land of deserts and growing new economy which made a massive upgrade not only in his family 'once sludged' respect but also in Hercules' life.