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     Chickenfry Pilla Bewarse Username: Chickenfry Post Number: 653 Registered: 09-2011 Posted From: 64.233.173.7 Rating: N/A |
First of all credits to Village_buddy of SBDB for sharing this... The below are not my posts. Bavunnay ani sharing ! Source : Quora This incident really changed my perception towards life. I work for a non-profit organization which work for welfare of under privileged children. One day when we were sitting with kids for a session, it happened that one of the kids started to share his life story with us. He was around five when this incident happened. His father was a drunkard and he used to harass his mother almost everyday. Fed up of this, one day his mother committed suicide. That day when the father came home, he was broken to see his wife dead. He felt he was responsible for the mishap, left home fully drunk and was hit by a lorry, leaving the boy and the boy's younger sister alone in this world. What was heart breaking is that these kids don't even know their names when their parents expired. Now coming back to the story, the boy loved his sister. He resorted to begging to satiate his sister's hunger. One day when they were on road, the boy had to cross the giant highway road to visit the restaurant to beg. He wasn't old enough to carry the child with him. What he could do was to leave his sister aside, cross the road, get back something to eat. He isn't matured enough to know the consequences of that act. And the fate was against him once again. He left the child at a corner, crossed the road to get something and by the time he looked back, the child started running on road only to be hit by a vehicle. She was spot dead [frown]. The boy cried until he was empty and he is left to live his life on his own. He was adopted by an orphanage where he gave himself a name. He was later adopted by a family which added to his woes. They adopted him only because the boy would help them with their household chores. Fed up of all this, he ran away from the place, joined another orphanage and started studying in a government school. All our hearts sank when we heard this story. And what he said was just flabbergasting. These were his words- "When our people die, we cry. What's the point in crying? They won't come back anyway. All that we should do is that focus on what we want in lives and achieve it." This is really something astonishing for a boy of 12 to say. And here we are, living in luxuries, yet not happy with what we have. From that day, I really decided not to complain about my life and face whatever may come. |