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,,,,.though..the house was quite small yet so beautiful  and that family was also  compact  consisting of just three  members  Mr farathan Mrs farathan and little carl

Apparently the family looked quite  blessedly happy but it wasn't entirely so,  the deadly silence  in the prayer room was wordlessly  speaking volumes 

Mrs farathan sat with tears in her eyes  and Mr farathan  controlling himself  sat  watching his one year old son  Carl who had a modern  attractive face  bright looks,  intelligent eyes  tiny ringlets in hair  healthy body, this child was their only  child  but he was born without both arms 

It was  unbelievable  shock Mr farathan had got on Carl s birth,  he  couldn't  express himself  so far but he had decided his son Carl wasn't a cripple and he would raise him like a normal person and not pity him his condition,   Mr farathan  didn't like people showing sympathy for carl  

Today  Mr farathan  noticed   tears in his wife's eyes  and one year old crawling  and dragging himself reached the prayer room and managed to get up ton the chair  without his  arms to   support  him  ,  in his  several  earlier attempts he had fallen  , his loving mother  would rush to pick him up  but every time Mr farathan  rebuked Mrs farathan  and stopped her to  let him learn for himself  how to make things happen for him