My mother was trapped in the well with my uncle for a few days. Nobody realized

they were in the well and mother almost died of weakness, hunger and thirst. Uncle 

Harmony was not that fortunate, as he did not survive the ordeal. He was only three years 



Mother survived on the mosses and mushrooms that were grown on the dirty brick wall of 

the well and she had been deprived of clean water as she recalled how a seemingly poisonous

hideous looking toad was guarding a puddle of dirty water. When father found her, she was

simply too weak to move, my uncle laid dead beside her and there was even a snake next to 

her. She could have become the meal for the snake if my father had found her later.


"Its Beauty!" Father exclaimed when he spotted her in the well.