Sometimes we forget that there are people watching us (meaning: our actions, what we do).
Sometimes we forget we are E-mails read on a daily basis.
In these E-mails we are sometimes the subject, the lines, the contents, the verses, the comas, the full stops which are all important.
Sometimes we forget that there are those who take these things seriously, what we do slightly and think there hasn't been any impact made.
Sometimes we forget that the power to do good to others Lies within us and when we release it we are bound to be affected by the same.
Sometimes we ignore the fact that whatever we sow is what We reap in life…
Sometimes, sometimes, sometimes…
Wednesday, December 30, 2009
Sometimes
Monday, December 7, 2009
A Love story
A Love story
Someone got me upset and I was talking to my friend about it, and she said that I should sit down and write a love story; maybe it would make me feel better, so I did...
I miss my baby so but she's not here anymore. And it's true, she's the one, who if I was getting worked up, she'd probably say something so that my anger would be directed towards her instead.
My heartthrob and soul; I miss the new meaning she puts in my life when she is around. The passage of time has made our bond stronger; our understanding of each other more deeper; our arguments longer because time has increased our knowledge of each other; our laughter more rich; our happiness more profound; our tears more poignant; our memories more nostalgic; our lives more rich because of the joy that a friendship as vibrant and fulfilling as ours brings; a friendship devoid of the illusions that lust gives, but yet filled with the mystery of love and undeniable attraction.
And yet, this is more of a dream than reality, because distance has become my worst enemy; the arm that twists the hands of fate and destiny. The realization that separation is not always a choice, but can be determined by miles and oceans, and countries and continents. The painful reality that life is not always fair and dreams are not always realized, but then the acknowledgement that all things will work out as they ought to, everything happens for a reason and maybe or maybe not, fate will unravel its cords in my favor. After all, it's not in the stars to hold our destiny but in ourselves.
A love story; worthy of films and romance novels. As close to the clichéd "love at first sight' as it can possibly be. Five years ago, since I first set eyes on her and to this day, some things never change. Some things do change however; from a little boy’s crush to a growing adolescent's troubled and confused emotions, and now to a young adult's confidence in the fact that above all else; all the other side attractions, flings, involvements, even girlfriends, in my heart she remains supreme.
There can only be one key to fit a door and she hold the key that unlocks the door to my heart. Not the heart that is free to love friends and family, to look twice, maybe three times at every cute girl, to find deep attractions and bonds with special people, but the heart that in this life that we live, only one person can have. For in life, you find only one true love, only one you can love in spite of who they are, only one you can love without setting any conditions nor asking any questions about whether this really is love, or lust or infatuation, because you have the answer; it lies in the very depths of your heart.
I have my answer and I have found my love, but I must accept the fact that as much as you will find only one true love in your life, it is only if you are lucky that you will spend the rest of your life with her. But I truly believe that it is better to have loved and lost than not to have loved at all, because in life you win some and you lose some. Life is a battleground and it is the courageous and strong that emerge victorious. And I find the strength from within to survive from day to day, to overcome my trials and temptations, to conquer my difficulties and to transcend the greatest of all things; LOVE.
Modified a few (Copyright © 2003 Dinah Hanson --- Ghana)
Friday, December 4, 2009
Who do you need to forgive?
Today I ask the question, "Who do you need to forgive and why? I had a conversation with a friend over the weekend about anger and the benefits of forgiveness. Forgiveness is a funny thing, where by doing it, you not only release the other person from your anger but you also free yourself. Do you realize how much energy you put into keeping an old score unsettled? How it is a constant reminder of how someone did us wrong? How that moment or series of moments keeps playing the scene over and over again in our head, like a movie that never changes? Is this a good use of our time and energy? Who is our anger really affecting? Us or them?
When you don't forgive someone, you take it upon yourself to keep that anger near the surface. You give that anger active power, power that could be directed towards what you do want, not what you don't want. It has been said that whatever you focus on comes back to you into your life, whether the focus be positive or negative.
If you insist on not forgiving, for whatever reason that works for you, are you really telling the universe that you want more anger to manifest itself? Perhaps you never looked at it this way. Perhaps you think your anger is justified because we don't know all of the facts. Perhaps you think that you will look weak and the other person will win, if you forgive them.
I remember a story I saw on TV years ago. A woman had been torched, wrapped in bandages and in pain, when the interviewer asked her if she hated the person who had done this to her? She thought for a split second and responded with a, "No". When asked why not, she said she didn't want that person to have power over her. She didn't want that person constantly in her thoughts. She said she forgave him, not because it helped him, but because to forgive helped her. She need every ounce of energy possible to make a recovery and she wouldn't waste once ounce more on her attacker.
Try it, forgive someone today for what they did to you yesterday, last year, ten years ago, etc. Who feels better? Them or you? Release yourself from the burden of carrying around anger and move forward and focus on what you really want, what we all want: love, understanding and forgiveness for being human.
Copyright © 2004 Marlene Blaszczyk
When you don't forgive someone, you take it upon yourself to keep that anger near the surface. You give that anger active power, power that could be directed towards what you do want, not what you don't want. It has been said that whatever you focus on comes back to you into your life, whether the focus be positive or negative.
If you insist on not forgiving, for whatever reason that works for you, are you really telling the universe that you want more anger to manifest itself? Perhaps you never looked at it this way. Perhaps you think your anger is justified because we don't know all of the facts. Perhaps you think that you will look weak and the other person will win, if you forgive them.
I remember a story I saw on TV years ago. A woman had been torched, wrapped in bandages and in pain, when the interviewer asked her if she hated the person who had done this to her? She thought for a split second and responded with a, "No". When asked why not, she said she didn't want that person to have power over her. She didn't want that person constantly in her thoughts. She said she forgave him, not because it helped him, but because to forgive helped her. She need every ounce of energy possible to make a recovery and she wouldn't waste once ounce more on her attacker.
Try it, forgive someone today for what they did to you yesterday, last year, ten years ago, etc. Who feels better? Them or you? Release yourself from the burden of carrying around anger and move forward and focus on what you really want, what we all want: love, understanding and forgiveness for being human.
Copyright © 2004 Marlene Blaszczyk
Friday, November 13, 2009
Patience is a virtue
Couple of months ago when I moved to the new place, I hung outside my window a bird feeder. Not knowing much about this little birds, I assumed that as soon as I hung this bird feeder outside, a multitude of beautiful birds would be swooping to have some food. But, days, weeks and months went by; NO BIRDS, to my surprise.
I asked so many people what to do? What was I doing wrong? "Nothing" most of them replied. "Just wait." So I waited, waited and waited trying everything possible, to attract these birds.
I cleaned off the deck, I changed the feed, I washed the feeders, I even made the cat go out the other door! But nothing seemed to work. So, I waited, "with patience and hope."
Two months later, last Saturday afternoon, I FROZE! Seeing birds near the bird feeder. All of a sudden few birds were appearing from everywhere!
What a beautiful lesson I learned from this little creature. "Patience and hope" and "things" will attract the beautiful things in life. I never realized how much patience I really do have and how much I do rely upon "hope" to sort out the questions in my heart.
So I keep hoping and waiting, waiting and hoping. I will try to use this "little lesson" with so many other things in my life. I guess "patience is a virtue" after all.
I asked so many people what to do? What was I doing wrong? "Nothing" most of them replied. "Just wait." So I waited, waited and waited trying everything possible, to attract these birds.
I cleaned off the deck, I changed the feed, I washed the feeders, I even made the cat go out the other door! But nothing seemed to work. So, I waited, "with patience and hope."
Two months later, last Saturday afternoon, I FROZE! Seeing birds near the bird feeder. All of a sudden few birds were appearing from everywhere!
What a beautiful lesson I learned from this little creature. "Patience and hope" and "things" will attract the beautiful things in life. I never realized how much patience I really do have and how much I do rely upon "hope" to sort out the questions in my heart.
So I keep hoping and waiting, waiting and hoping. I will try to use this "little lesson" with so many other things in my life. I guess "patience is a virtue" after all.
Sunday, July 19, 2009
Never Work Hard, Work cleverly...
In today’s corporate world where we have more competition within our colleagues let’s have a look at a story which happened few years back.
There lived a washer man who was bringing up two donkeys. Let us say Donkey-A and Donkey-B.
Donkey-A felt it was very energetic and could do better than the other. It always tried to pull the washer man's attention over it by taking more load and walking fast in front of him.
Innocent Donkey-B was normal, so it used to walk normal, irrespective of the washer man's presence. After a period of time, Washer man started pressurizing Donkey-B to be like A. But Donkey-B was unable to walk fast & got continuous punishment from washer man. It used cry and once personally told to Donkey-A "Dear friend, only we two are here, why should we compete among us... we can carry equal load at normal speed ".
This made Donkey-A all the more energetic and next day it told to washer man that it can carry more load and even it can run fast also. Obviously happier washer man looked at Donkey-B with rage and started kicking it.
Next day with smile, Donkey-A carried more load and started running fast. But it was breathtaking for Donkey-B and it couldn't act that way... But the washer man was frustrated, so he harassed Donkey-B terribly, and finally it fell down hopelessly and was killed by the washer man.
Donkey-A considered itself to be supreme and happily started carrying more load with great speed. But now the Load of the Donkey-B was also being carried by Donkey-A, and still it has to run fast. For some period it did, finally due to fatigue it got tired and started feeling the pain. But washer man expected more from Donkey-A.
Donkey-A also tried best, but couldn't cope up with his owners demand. The Washer man got angry with Donkey-A and also started harassing it to take more load.
Donkey-A tried its best... But it couldn't meet the owner's satisfaction.
Finally the day came when due to frustration the washer man killed Donkey-A and went for searching some other Donkeys.
This story doesn't have an end.
Moral of the story in todays Corporate World and social life, "Think all colleagues are same and that everyone are capable doing things in their own way. Always share the Load equally..... Don't ever act smart in front of your Boss and never try for getting over-credit… Don't feel happy when your colleague is under pressure..."
For your Boss; It doesn't matter whether you are A or B, you are always a DONKEY.
Most important, never Work Hard, Work smart...
There lived a washer man who was bringing up two donkeys. Let us say Donkey-A and Donkey-B.
Donkey-A felt it was very energetic and could do better than the other. It always tried to pull the washer man's attention over it by taking more load and walking fast in front of him.
Innocent Donkey-B was normal, so it used to walk normal, irrespective of the washer man's presence. After a period of time, Washer man started pressurizing Donkey-B to be like A. But Donkey-B was unable to walk fast & got continuous punishment from washer man. It used cry and once personally told to Donkey-A "Dear friend, only we two are here, why should we compete among us... we can carry equal load at normal speed ".
This made Donkey-A all the more energetic and next day it told to washer man that it can carry more load and even it can run fast also. Obviously happier washer man looked at Donkey-B with rage and started kicking it.
Next day with smile, Donkey-A carried more load and started running fast. But it was breathtaking for Donkey-B and it couldn't act that way... But the washer man was frustrated, so he harassed Donkey-B terribly, and finally it fell down hopelessly and was killed by the washer man.
Donkey-A considered itself to be supreme and happily started carrying more load with great speed. But now the Load of the Donkey-B was also being carried by Donkey-A, and still it has to run fast. For some period it did, finally due to fatigue it got tired and started feeling the pain. But washer man expected more from Donkey-A.
Donkey-A also tried best, but couldn't cope up with his owners demand. The Washer man got angry with Donkey-A and also started harassing it to take more load.
Donkey-A tried its best... But it couldn't meet the owner's satisfaction.
Finally the day came when due to frustration the washer man killed Donkey-A and went for searching some other Donkeys.
This story doesn't have an end.
Moral of the story in todays Corporate World and social life, "Think all colleagues are same and that everyone are capable doing things in their own way. Always share the Load equally..... Don't ever act smart in front of your Boss and never try for getting over-credit… Don't feel happy when your colleague is under pressure..."
For your Boss; It doesn't matter whether you are A or B, you are always a DONKEY.
Most important, never Work Hard, Work smart...
Friday, July 17, 2009
Thursday, July 16, 2009
Resource utilization
Resource utilization
Buddha, one day, was in deep thought about the worldly activities and the ways of instilling goodness in human beings. One of his disciples approached him and said humbly " Oh my teacher ! While you are so much concerned about the world and others, why don't you look in to the welfare and needs of your own disciples also."
Buddha: "OK... Tell me how I can help you"
Disciple: "Master! My attire is worn out and is beyond the decency to wear the same. Can I get a new one, please?"
Buddha found the robe indeed was in a bad condition and needed replacement. He asked the storekeeper to give the disciple a new robe to wear on. The disciple thanked Buddha and retired to his room.
A while later, he went to his disciple's place and asked him "Is your new attire comfortable? Do you need anything more?"
Disciple: "Thank you my Master. The attire is indeed very comfortable. I need nothing more"
Buddha: "Having got the new one, what did you do with your old attire?"
Disciple: "I am using it as my bed spread"
Buddha: "Then…hope you have disposed off your old bed spread"
Disciple: " No.…no… master. I am using my old bedspread as my window curtain"
Buddha: " What about your old Curtain?"
Disciple: "Being used to handle hot utensils in the kitchen"
Buddha: "Oh… I see… Can you tell me as to what has been done with the old cloth they used in kitchen?"
Disciple: "They are being used to wash the floor."
Buddha: " Then, the old rug being used to wash the floor...?"
Disciple: " Master, since they were torn off so much, we could not find any better use, but to use as a twig in the oil lamp, which is right now lit in your study room...."
Buddha smiled in contentment and left for his room.
If not to this degree of utilization, can we at least attempt to find the best use of all our resources at home / office?
We need to handle wisely, all the resources earth has bestowed us with.... both natural and material… So that they can be saved for the generations to come…
Let recession not be the only reason that urges us to save! Let us be proactive …
1) I have decided not to take print-outs if its not required. Back to back printing.
2) Not to scribble with pen, instead will use pencil and eraser.. if required use a slate with a chalk.
3) Use recylcled paper.
4) Walk short distance, instead of burning petrol in my bike.
5) Turn off appliances when they are not in use.. especially my Computer.
Many more to go, wil update wen time permits....
Buddha, one day, was in deep thought about the worldly activities and the ways of instilling goodness in human beings. One of his disciples approached him and said humbly " Oh my teacher ! While you are so much concerned about the world and others, why don't you look in to the welfare and needs of your own disciples also."
Buddha: "OK... Tell me how I can help you"
Disciple: "Master! My attire is worn out and is beyond the decency to wear the same. Can I get a new one, please?"
Buddha found the robe indeed was in a bad condition and needed replacement. He asked the storekeeper to give the disciple a new robe to wear on. The disciple thanked Buddha and retired to his room.
A while later, he went to his disciple's place and asked him "Is your new attire comfortable? Do you need anything more?"
Disciple: "Thank you my Master. The attire is indeed very comfortable. I need nothing more"
Buddha: "Having got the new one, what did you do with your old attire?"
Disciple: "I am using it as my bed spread"
Buddha: "Then…hope you have disposed off your old bed spread"
Disciple: " No.…no… master. I am using my old bedspread as my window curtain"
Buddha: " What about your old Curtain?"
Disciple: "Being used to handle hot utensils in the kitchen"
Buddha: "Oh… I see… Can you tell me as to what has been done with the old cloth they used in kitchen?"
Disciple: "They are being used to wash the floor."
Buddha: " Then, the old rug being used to wash the floor...?"
Disciple: " Master, since they were torn off so much, we could not find any better use, but to use as a twig in the oil lamp, which is right now lit in your study room...."
Buddha smiled in contentment and left for his room.
If not to this degree of utilization, can we at least attempt to find the best use of all our resources at home / office?
We need to handle wisely, all the resources earth has bestowed us with.... both natural and material… So that they can be saved for the generations to come…
Let recession not be the only reason that urges us to save! Let us be proactive …
1) I have decided not to take print-outs if its not required. Back to back printing.
2) Not to scribble with pen, instead will use pencil and eraser.. if required use a slate with a chalk.
3) Use recylcled paper.
4) Walk short distance, instead of burning petrol in my bike.
5) Turn off appliances when they are not in use.. especially my Computer.
Many more to go, wil update wen time permits....
Saturday, June 27, 2009
Girls!! Girls!!!
My friend and occasional date was supposed to come back from a vaccation around 2 weeks back. And she has promised to call me when she is back. We are not friends for eons, just met during a trek and then went out together 3-4 times, had some good time together and thats it. But, I did expect her to call me after she was back, unless her marriage is fixed or something that drastic happens :)
Last friday evening, I had nothing else to do. No dates ... no trips ... none of my friends were around ... no other programs. So, I gave her a call and here is the conversation for you:
Me: Hey ... whats up ? You didnt even call me for ur marriage?
She: Hmmm ... Let the date come ... I will call
[Oops ... I was shooting in the dark ... and this was indeed a surprise for me]
... some more details about the guy ...
Me: So ... when is the treat ?
She: Treat ? for what ? Why do u always ask for treat?
Me: C'mon honey ... u think this is not big enuf to give a treat to ur boy friend ?
[We do talk like this ... ofcourse it doesnt mean anything]
She: Let him come down to Bangalore ... The reason involve him too ... right ?
Me: Ohhh ... c'mon ... just b'coz ur marriage is fixed doesnt mean u cant go out with me. Dont be scared
She: Oh thanx ... I was so scared of u ;)
Me: I knew ... I knew ...
... Some more bantering ...
Me: So ... when is the treat ? I am sitting all bored here. Take me out tomorrow ;)
She: But I am booked for the weekend honey
Me: U r booked for the whole life, but not before u give me a treat
She: I will ... give ... any case u paid last time. I owe u that much
Me: When ?
She: I will call u ...
[Silence .... by now I know she doesnt want to meet me again]
Me: So ... u'll call me within 3 months and treat me within 5 months. right ?
She: :)
Me: Okie ... bye then ... catch u later
She: Bye ....
[Phone down and I called again ... immediately]
Me: Hey ... I didnt wish u .... Congrats and All the best
She: Thank you
Me: I know u wudnt call me again ... Thats y ;)
... some laugh ... banter ...
She: U r sure I wont call
Me: Yup .... 100%
She: :))) thats so sweet ...
Me: Bye ... take care
She: Bye
[Thats it and i felt really bad]
I cant blame her. She had taken enough precautions. Told me many times that she will get married as told by her parents and that there is pressure from her place for marriage. But she wants to work and have fun. Actually, we became good friends so quickly b'coz she knew I wudnt go mushy mushy about this. Anyways ... good luck to her .... Hope she has a good married life!!!
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My friend and occasional date was supposed to come back from a vaccation around 2 weeks back. And she has promised to call me when she is back. We are not friends for eons, just met during a trek and then went out together 3-4 times, had some good time together and thats it. But, I did expect her to call me after she was back, unless her marriage is fixed or something that drastic happens :)
Last friday evening, I had nothing else to do. No dates ... no trips ... none of my friends were around ... no other programs. So, I gave her a call and here is the conversation for you:
Me: Hey ... whats up ? You didnt even call me for ur marriage?
She: Hmmm ... Let the date come ... I will call
[Oops ... I was shooting in the dark ... and this was indeed a surprise for me]
... some more details about the guy ...
Me: So ... when is the treat ?
She: Treat ? for what ? Why do u always ask for treat?
Me: C'mon honey ... u think this is not big enuf to give a treat to ur boy friend ?
[We do talk like this ... ofcourse it doesnt mean anything]
She: Let him come down to Bangalore ... The reason involve him too ... right ?
Me: Ohhh ... c'mon ... just b'coz ur marriage is fixed doesnt mean u cant go out with me. Dont be scared
She: Oh thanx ... I was so scared of u ;)
Me: I knew ... I knew ...
... Some more bantering ...
Me: So ... when is the treat ? I am sitting all bored here. Take me out tomorrow ;)
She: But I am booked for the weekend honey
Me: U r booked for the whole life, but not before u give me a treat
She: I will ... give ... any case u paid last time. I owe u that much
Me: When ?
She: I will call u ...
[Silence .... by now I know she doesnt want to meet me again]
Me: So ... u'll call me within 3 months and treat me within 5 months. right ?
She: :)
Me: Okie ... bye then ... catch u later
She: Bye ....
[Phone down and I called again ... immediately]
Me: Hey ... I didnt wish u .... Congrats and All the best
She: Thank you
Me: I know u wudnt call me again ... Thats y ;)
... some laugh ... banter ...
She: U r sure I wont call
Me: Yup .... 100%
She: :))) thats so sweet ...
Me: Bye ... take care
She: Bye
[Thats it and i felt really bad]
I cant blame her. She had taken enough precautions. Told me many times that she will get married as told by her parents and that there is pressure from her place for marriage. But she wants to work and have fun. Actually, we became good friends so quickly b'coz she knew I wudnt go mushy mushy about this. Anyways ... good luck to her .... Hope she has a good married life!!!
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Sunday, May 24, 2009
Please don't drink and drive/ride
A TRUE STORY - Spend some time to read this!
I was walking around in Big Bazaar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy, who was around 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.
Then the little boy turned to me & asked: ''Uncle, are you sure I don’t have enough money?''
I counted his cash & replied: ''You know that you don’t have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. So, I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most & wanted so much. I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY. I have to give the doll to my mummy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this... 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister. ''My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me & said: 'I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then from his pocket he picked & showed me a very nice photo of him where he was
laughing.
He then told me 'I want mummy to take my picture with her so my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mummy & I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister. ‘
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet & said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' 'OK' he said, I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing & we started to count it. There was enough for the doll & even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money! '
Then he looked at me & added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mummy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' ‘I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll & a white rose. My mummy loves white roses.'
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind... So, went to him & asked can I drop you at your place. He said; its close by so he can walk… So I left my bike there itself & followed him to his house. He entered house later I did an enquiry with his neighbor’s...
“They told two days ago, a drunken man in a truck hit the car occupied by, is mom & little sister on the old madras road. The little girl died right away & the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. "
A day after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away... I was wondering if this was the same young lady mom of the boy & I couldn't stop myself so I bought a bunch of white roses & I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see & make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy & the doll placed over her chest…
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother & his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine... & in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
After this incident I have changed & quit my habit of drinking & riding, I ask the people not to drink & drive/ride. If you wanna a drink; drink but do not kill the dreams of others.
PLEASE DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE / RIDE.
– A humble request from yours; Praveen A G E.
I was walking around in Big Bazaar store making shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy, who was around 5 or 6 years old. The Cashier said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough money to buy this doll.
Then the little boy turned to me & asked: ''Uncle, are you sure I don’t have enough money?''
I counted his cash & replied: ''You know that you don’t have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. So, I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. 'It's the doll that my sister loved most & wanted so much. I wanted to Gift her for her BIRTHDAY. I have to give the doll to my mummy so that she can give it to my sister when she goes there.'
His eyes were so sad while saying this... 'My Sister has gone to be with God. Daddy says that Mummy is going to see God very soon too, so I thought that she could take the doll with her to give it to my sister. ''My heart nearly stopped. The little boy looked up at me & said: 'I told daddy to tell mummy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.'
Then from his pocket he picked & showed me a very nice photo of him where he was
laughing.
He then told me 'I want mummy to take my picture with her so my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mummy & I wish she doesn't have to leave me, but daddy says that she has to go to be with my little sister. ‘
Then he looked again at the doll with sad eyes, very quietly. I quickly reached for my wallet & said to the boy. 'Suppose we check again, just in case you do have enough money for the doll?'' 'OK' he said, I hope I do have enough.' I added some of my money to his without him seeing & we started to count it. There was enough for the doll & even some spare money.
The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money! '
Then he looked at me & added, 'I asked last night before I went to sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mummy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' ‘I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mummy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll & a white rose. My mummy loves white roses.'
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from when I started.
I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind... So, went to him & asked can I drop you at your place. He said; its close by so he can walk… So I left my bike there itself & followed him to his house. He entered house later I did an enquiry with his neighbor’s...
“They told two days ago, a drunken man in a truck hit the car occupied by, is mom & little sister on the old madras road. The little girl died right away & the mother was left in a critical state. The family had to decide whether to pull the plug on the life-sustaining machine, because the young woman would not be able to recover from the coma. "
A day after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the newspaper that the young woman had passed away... I was wondering if this was the same young lady mom of the boy & I couldn't stop myself so I bought a bunch of white roses & I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was exposed for people to see & make last wishes before her burial.
She was there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white rose in her hand with the photo of the little boy & the doll placed over her chest…
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed forever. The love that the little boy had for his mother & his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine... & in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.
After this incident I have changed & quit my habit of drinking & riding, I ask the people not to drink & drive/ride. If you wanna a drink; drink but do not kill the dreams of others.
PLEASE DO NOT DRINK & DRIVE / RIDE.
– A humble request from yours; Praveen A G E.
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