Help in Need!!!


A Brother’s Love…

 

Let’s show our love while we can, while people need us. That is something I learnt from an incident in Bhopal.

I saw a little boy daily near the Hanuman temple, always in a white tee and black pants, with a small Hanuman pendant around his neck.

He sat with a basket of fresh floral garlands. Be it at six in the morning or nine at night, he would try his very hardest to sell his wares.

I was a frequent temple goer and each time the boy would beg me earnestly to buy a garland. But somehow I never did. Even when I came out, he would follow me to my car, begging me to buy one at least.

Other boys sold flowers too, but none as persistently as he. I went back to the temple recently after a gap of some months.

The boy was there, seated exactly as before. I tried to avoid his gaze, assuming that he would follow me. But he did not budge.

I went inside the temple and came back. But the boy made no effort to sell his garlands.

I thought he was angry or just showing his own self-respect.

I suddenly missed the communication. I always had with this unknown boy and went to him.

He looked at me but did not speak.

This was strange. I gathered courage and asked: “Bhaiya, why are you not asking me to buy your garlands?”

He said, “Bhaiya, why should I ask? You are rich but you can’t spend five rupees on my garland.

Anyway now I am not so desperate. My sister was suffering from cancer and I had to work for her medicines.

My father had left us. My mother makes the garlands and I sell them. We used the money for my sister’s medicines.

She passed away two months ago. You can now take one for free.”

I bought them all. But I felt so small. I still repent that I did not respond then when he tried so hard.

Help in Need is Help Indeed! Let’s show our love while we can, while people need us!

 

Urs,

 S.R.Karthik

Dear Sister!!!


Dear Sister!!!

 

A rich lady had adopted a poor orphan girl, who was very devoted, obedient, laborious, and always happy and kind.

One day the lady said to her: “Rose, you are a good girl and therefore for Christmas I shall buy some new clothes for you. I have already spoken to the shop-keeper about it. Here is the money; go and buy the smart dress that you desire so much.”

The lady gave her some money, but Rose, considering the sum for a moment, said:

“My dear mother, I have enough clothes for the present, while my sister Lucia is still poorly dressed and if she saw me with a new dress she would certainly feel a little sad. Will you allow me to send her the money? She is very fond of me and when I was ill she used to come to my beside and be the most loving nurse.”

“My dear children,” said the good lady, “write to your sister and tell her to come here and stay with us, and I will give the same to both of you. Since you both have the same love for each other, I shall do my best to keep both of you happy.”

For there is no friend like a sister

In calm or stormy weather,

To cheer one on the tedious way,

To fetch one if one goes astray.

Those who are blessed with sisters will feel it…

 Urs,

 SRK