(A) Bahati lived in a small village, where baking bread for a hungry passerby is a custom when one misses someone. She had an only son living far away and missed him a lot, so (a) she baked an extra loaf of bread and put it on the window sill every day, for anyone to take away. Every day, a poor old woman took away the bread, just muttering “The good you do, comes back to you!” instead of expressing gratitude.
(B) This time, instead of being irritated, Bahati decided to offer a prayer. For years, she had got no news of her son. (b) She prayed for his safety. That night, there was a knock on the door. As she opened it, (c) she was surprised to find her son standing in the doorway. He had grown thin and lean. His clothes were torn. Crying and hugging her son, she gave him clothes to change into and some food.
(C) “Not a word of gratitude,” Bahati said to herself. One day, irritated, she was tempted to stop baking extra bread, but soon changed her mind. She baked an extra loaf and kept doing good because the words of the poor old woman kept coming back to her. (d) She placed the bread on the window sill. The poor old woman took away the loaf as usual, muttering the same words.
(D) After taking some rest, Bahati’s son said, “On my way home, I was so starved that I collapsed. I saw an old woman with a loaf of bread. I begged her for a small piece of bread. But (e) she gave me the whole loaf saying my need was greater than hers.” It was then that Bahati finally realized the meaning of the words of the poor old woman: “The good you do, comes back to you!