Monday, January 16, 2017

The Growing Algae Of Our Society ... If this doesn't make you cry, nothing will ๐Ÿ˜ญ




This is a story of a son,  who decided to leave his mother at an old age home, right after his father passed away.





 A son named Shravan left his mother at an old age home after his father passed away. He used to visit her occasionally.


One day he got a telephone call from old age home. On opposite side of call was his mom. In intense tone she said, "Dear come to visit me.."

Shravan went to his Mom and saw that the critical condition she was in.

He sat near to her and asked, "Mom what would I be able to accomplish for you?"

Mother answered: "Please assemble some fans and keep some blankets in this old age home as there aren't any here.
Additionally, put a refrigerator for the preserving of the food, because many nights I had to sleep empty stomach.

Shravan was astounded after listening to his mother and questioned: "Mom, you never demanded for any thing  since the day you came to this old age home, and now that you only have a couple of hours left, " why are you asking  me these things now."

Mother replied: "Son I managed to stay in these harsh conditions without uttering a word because I did not want to trouble you. I am used to this son; but I am now worried that when your children send you here in this old-age home, how will you survive these harsh conditions?

"I know you will not be able to bare these conditions and I would never like to see you hurt or helpless." Hence, I am demanding for these things today so that you never have to sleep on an empty stomach, suffer from heat without fan or, freeze without a blanket in the cold.






Moral: "Our parents love and care for us unconditionally all their lives yet, we as there children hesitate to fulfill their simple needs and happiness."

                      
                                           By: Rani Jha




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