HASTY CONCLUSION
The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages, mostly with the working men and women and young college students. Near the window is seated an old man with his 30-year-old son. As the train moves by, the son is overwhelmed with joy as he was thrilled with the scenery outside.“See dad, the scenery of green trees moving away is very beautiful.”This behaviour from a 30-year-old son made the other people feel strange about him. Everyone started murmuring something or other about this son. “This guy seems to be a crack,” the newly married Tom whispered to his wife. Suddenly it started raining. Rain drops fell on the travellers through the open window. The 30-year-old son, filled with joy, “See dad, how beautiful the rain is!” Tom’s wife got irritated with the rain drops spoiling her new suit. The angry Tom shouted, “Can’t you see it’s raining, you old man? If your son is not feeling well get him soon to a mental asylum, and don’t disturb public henceforth.” The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied, “We are on the way back from hospital; my son got discharged today morning. He was blind by birth, last week only he got his vision by a very kind person who wished to donate his eyes after his death. These rain and nature are new to my son’s eyes. Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused.”
The things we see may be right from our perspective until we know the truth. But when we know the truth our reaction to that will hurt even us. So try to understand the problem better before taking a harsh action.
-Courtesy to iquote magazine for above story
A great love? It’s when you shed tears and still you care for him, it’s when he ignores you and still you long for him. It’s when he begins to love another and yet you still smile and say ‘I’m happy for you.’
A great love? It’s when you shed tears and still you care for him, it’s when he ignores you and still you long for him. It’s when he begins to love another and yet you still smile and say ‘I’m happy for you.’
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