As I was hurrying through the giant list of e-mails in my inbox (luckily yahoo has got a good inbox capacity), I stumbled across a mail. There was nothing special about this mail. It was not wrapped in a Silver foil, it dint have any animations or pictures to make it alluring, just some raw lines from a usual Mailer. But as I began to read through the lines in a rustle, I found something that really touched my heart. I got goosebumps reading this marvelous heart touching story. I would like to share it with you, my friends. This is an encounter with Innocent Love. (Excerpts from an e-mail. I hope it touches all readers. I bet if your lacrimal glands wont percolate.)
"I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store doing a bit of shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy, couldn't have been more than 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 and asked: ''Auntie, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
I counted his cash and replied: ''You don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked towards him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. "It's the Doll that my sister loved the most and wanted badly. I wanted to gift her for her BIRTHDAY. I have to give the doll to my mommy 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 Mommy 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 and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of his, where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so that my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and 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 and 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 and we started to count it.
There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked God last night before I went to sleep, to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses."
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from where I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and 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. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was on display for people to see and 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 and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him."
That's what you call pure, innocent love of the child. How in a span of seconds this child's world was devastated. He was shattered even before he could gain senses. There are two important lessons to be learnt from this short yet sweet story. Unconditional love of the child which doesn't change with circumstances. And Second is the irresponsible attitude of the drunk driver. Let not our irresponsible attitude be the reason for drowning someones world in tears...
"I was walking around in a Big Bazaar store doing a bit of shopping, when I saw a Cashier talking to a boy, couldn't have been more than 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 and asked: ''Auntie, are you sure I don't have enough money?''
I counted his cash and replied: ''You don't have enough money to buy the doll, my dear.'' The little boy was still holding the doll in his hand. Finally, I walked towards him and I asked him who he wished to give this doll to. "It's the Doll that my sister loved the most and wanted badly. I wanted to gift her for her BIRTHDAY. I have to give the doll to my mommy 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 Mommy 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 and said: 'I told daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to wait until I come back from the mall.' Then he showed me a very nice photo of his, where he was laughing. He then told me 'I want mommy to take my picture with her so that my sister won't forget me.' 'I love my mommy and 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 and 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 and we started to count it.
There was enough for the doll and even some spare money. The little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me enough money!' Then he looked at me and added, 'I asked God last night before I went to sleep, to make sure I had enough money to buy this doll, so that mommy could give It to my sister. He heard me!'' 'I also wanted to have enough money to buy a white rose for my mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too much. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and a white rose. My mommy loves white roses."
I finished my shopping in a totally different state from where I started. I couldn't get the little boy out of my mind. Then I remembered a local news paper article two days ago, which mentioned a drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by a young woman and a little girl.
The little girl died right away, and 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. Was this the family of the little boy?
Two days after this encounter with the little boy, I read in the news paper that the young woman had passed away.. I couldn't stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses and I went to the funeral home where the body of the young woman was on display for people to see and 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 and the doll placed over her chest.
I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling that my life had been changed for ever. The love that the little boy had for his mother and his sister is still, to this day, hard to imagine. And in a fraction of a second, a drunk driver had taken all this away from him."
That's what you call pure, innocent love of the child. How in a span of seconds this child's world was devastated. He was shattered even before he could gain senses. There are two important lessons to be learnt from this short yet sweet story. Unconditional love of the child which doesn't change with circumstances. And Second is the irresponsible attitude of the drunk driver. Let not our irresponsible attitude be the reason for drowning someones world in tears...
Hey I too had got this mail.
There are few grammatical mistakes. Do correct them other wise it was a nice read. Heart touching story indeed.
You too got? Yup, der are a few mistakes. I corrected a handful dat I noticed as I glanced thru.. R der anymore mistakes?
That's indeed a touching story! May God be with all those little souls,in one form or other,who need Him!
Yes Raksha, we all wish d same..
its gr8!!!!!!!
yeah i visited ur blog today. nice story. yeah i have read about this story sometime. but it was nice to read it again.
Very touching.
Thanks a million for sharing this story.
U r most welcome bro..
Heartwrenching!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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