The Dancing Pen: The Little Chai Wala_ The Encounter
The Dancing Pen: The Little Chai Wala_ The Encounter : He was trying hard to balance the puri lunch plate on his left hand and the hot glass of tea on the right. Half naked with bare foo...
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The Little Chai Wala_ The Encounter
He was trying hard to balance the puri lunch plate on his left hand and the hot glass of tea on the right. Half naked with bare foot he had to walk the sun heated road. Even I was finding it difficult to cross as the cars never stopped in the traffic chaotic city road. And that job of the little boy seems to be the toughest of all the jobs in the world that moment . He was so careful with each of his step as he had the plate and the tea cup. What if he drops? This scene caught my attention in and between the crowds. I am not very sure of his age, but the first look on his face made me assume he as young as five or six. I went nearer to him, and I noticed through his over cautious steps that he maybe very new to his job as a chai wala. That fear feeling of dropping the lunch that was in his hands can be read right on his forehead through the shrink lines and eye wrinkles. He shrugged every time he made an attempt to cross the road . He failed se...
Silent Love of a Hero_ Father's Day 2016
A family was never by sheer chance but by labor of Love, Compassion and Sacrifices. Known a man, a friend, a brother , a husband and of all a father In this great life that has no end to the untold stories of his undefined sacrifices 'Tis but a story of a father, not many tells of Oh Father, we loved to wear your shoes in pretense that we were as big as you But we could never match your worth and your fair heart. There in every memory of our life, we sense your love, care and protection. Selflessly does your hands shares strengths, hands to count always Provider, toiled all through so faithfully Sees your dreams fulfilled in our eyes, we know it is hard The sole reason to joy and laughter of his children and wife With stories told, silently watched them play from winters chill to summers sweat Their pockets bulging down their knees with marbles, a comb, a map, and a sticker Sharing the treasures of a little boy’s dream and a hero to his little girl’s dream. The shoes of a...
The Dancing Pen: The Message on the Paper
The Dancing Pen: The Message on the Paper. : Not even five minutes after I leaned my head on the chair to rest, Our office peon came to tell me that someone came in search of me and...
The Message on the Paper.
Not even five minutes after I leaned my head on the chair to rest, Our office peon came to tell me that someone came in search of me and gave me a paper that has something written on it. At the first glance at the paper, it read like this: “We are Deaf and Mute Couple from Chennai. We need to stay here (Room). We need to spend quite time with the Lord, meditate the word and pray. Maybe for 2-3 weeks and after completing our fasting, we will go back to Chennai. Please let us know”. That confused me because I still had no idea why they came to the office for that. We have a reception just at the entrance of our compound for guest room booking. And I tried to use the little sign language I know to communicate with them but failed terribly, the wife asked for a pen & paper (which I was able to figure out) and wrote to me, “Please write to me what you are saying. He is having a low vision and cannot see you clear.” And I started to write, “You have to go to the receptio...
To My Father with Love
To the man I believe is the greatest man I've ever known. The greatest who ever walked in my world. He is not a prominent person known to the world. This Hero of mine is not a renowned leader, He is not a doctor nor an engineer, He is not a professor nor a sport figure, He is neither a politician nor the world's richest business tycoon. But none can equal the peak my FATHER stands in my world. Truth be told he built my castle with wisdom and prayer. In his heart a place to hang my heart He is the one true thing I have A glorious light and an inspiration beyond compare I saw the world in his shoulder top If there is a man I love with my heart and trust with my soul, If there is a man I know a "Hero". It is my Father. A spiritual leader and the best chaperon in my life. No paper could tell of his love But one thing I will tell of him.. A father like him do never come everyone's way. With the ever adoring heart of a daughter "Happy Fathers Day, Dad" A...