Issac writes

He was a Farmer hugely burdened by debts of lakhs of rupees, crop failures had broken the financial backbone of the family. Being the sole earning member of the family, he always felt humiliated for  being not able to fulfil even the basic needs of his dear ones. He cried at times, he wept at times but no one saw his tears. There was no one to help him, for his friends were like him, poor farmers, some of whom had commited suicides. He had 4 bhigaas of land, he sowed wheat with lots of hope. After a few months, the harvest was ready and when the grown wheat bloomed in the air, his mind was filled with joy as now all his problems would end. Happiness was about to knock his doors and his soul danced with joy.  After some days, he will gather his hard work and sell it to buy relief from all his problems. But just two days before harvest, the unexpected happened, the sky opened itself and poured out heavy rains.  The rains were accompanied by hail and as they fell o...