By Neha Yadav
Jan 11 2020 1 min read
Once there was a man. His name was John. He lived in a village with his two children and wife. It was a happy family. There was fun, joy, alacrity and the noises of children playing. The man was living a happy life. One day, he was ploughing in his field and suddenly felt cold and darkness covered his eyes and he fell on the field. His elder son saw him and he ran towards him crying. His cried for his mother who was cooking happily for her family. She came running and along with her son she took the man up and made him home. He was breathing. She was crying but trying very hard to revive her husband from his unconsciousness. He sprayed some water on his face and after some time he gained consciousness.