One day, when everyone in the house had gone out, she wandered away from home in sheer misery and found herself walking outside town. There she saw a deserted old house. It was in ruins and had no roof. She went in and suddenly felt lonelier and more miserable than ever; she found she couldn’t bear to keep her miseries to herself any longer. She had to tell someone.
So she told all her tales of grievances against her first son to the wall in front of her. As she finished, the wall collapsed under the weight of her woes and crashed to the ground in a heap. Her body grew lighter.
Then she turned to the second wall and told it all her grievances against her first son’s wife. Down came the wall, and shew grew lighter still. She brought down the third wall with her tales against her second son and remaining fourth wall too, with her complaints against her second daughter-in-law.
Standing in the ruins, with bricks and rubble all around her, she felt lighter in mood and lighter in body as well. She looked at herself and found she had actually lost all weight she had gained in her wretchedness.
Then she went home.
