While the wife feeds the husband, with love and desire,
the different types of foods prepared with six tastes;
And he takes only one handful, leaving the rest untouched,
from the quantity of food prepared, the remaining food is wasted;
However rich, he is likely to become poor one day and beg for food
in some other place, Hence don't consider the wealth is eternal!
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Dr.V.K. Kanniappan, Thank you for sharing this message.