Thursday, September 30, 2004

A Bowl Of Noodles

That night, Sue had a quarrel with her mum and without bringing anything with her, she ran out of the house.

While she was walking on the street, she discovered that she did not have any money on her, not even a cent to make a phone call. As she was walking along the street, she spotted a noodle stall, it smells so nice, how she longs for a bowl. But, she has no money.

After awhile, the boss seeing Sue standing in front of his stall for quite a long time, asked: 'Hey Miss, do you want a bowl of noodle?'

'But...but...I didn't bring any money with me...' she answered shyly.

'It's alright, I'll give you a treat.' The boss said, 'Come have a seat, I'll cook you a bowl of noodle.'

Not long after, the owner served Sue with a bowl of noodle and a plate of vegetables. Sue ate a few mouthfuls and she started to tear.

'What happened, Miss?' the owner asked.

'Nothing, I'm just touched!' Sue said while drying her tears.

'Even a stranger I met on the street would offer to cook a bowl of noodle and treat me! But... my own mother, after a quarrel chased me out of the house and asked me not to go back again. You as a complete stranger could show me care and concern while my own mother...she's so cruel.' She said to the owner.

The boss after hearing what Sue had said, replied with a sigh: 'Miss, how can you think that way? Ponder over this, I just cooked a bowl of noodle for you and you are so touched. Your mother had been cooking noodles and rice for you since you are young till now, why aren't you grateful to her? And you even quarrel with her?'

Sue was stunned upon hearing that. 'Why didn't I think of that? A bowl Of noodle from a stranger and I'm so grateful but yet my own mother had been cooking for me for so many years and I'm not even showing the least concern about her. And because of a trivial matter, I quarreled with her.' She finishes her noodle swiftly and braces herself up and march towards the direction of home.

As she was walking home, she thought to herself what she wants to tell her mum right now... 'Mum, I'm sorry, I know I'm at fault, please forgive me.'

Once she reached the doorstep, she saw her tired and anxious mother, searching everywhere for her. When she spotted Sue, the first sentence which came out of her mouth is: 'Sue, come into the house quickly, I've the dinner ready and it'll be cold if you are not eating it now.'

Right at that moment, Sue was unable to hold her tears anymore and she started weeping in front of her mum.

At times, we may be very grateful to other people around us for a little gesture they showed us, but to our close ones, especially our parents, it's alifetime of gratefulness we have to remember. We should never forget what our parents had done for us but often we treat that as a natural process for them to sacrifice for us.

However, parents' love and care are the most valuable gift given to us since we were born. They don't expect any repayment from us for raising us but think about it... Did we treasure the unconditional sacrifice from our parents?

Of course nothing can repay everything that my parents have done for me, it's nice that this is the first message on my blogs.. kind of a tribute to my Parents !!

A little girl and her father were crossing a flimsy bridge. The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter, "Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river." The little girl said, "No, Dad. You hold my hand." "What's the difference?" asked the puzzled father. "There's a big difference," replied the little girl. "If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go." In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind , age, caste or creed but in its bond. So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold urs...

Wednesday, September 29, 2004

Introducing Swapnil Shah

Hello all,

This is my first post on this Blog site. I guess it is aptly titled Mein aur meri Tanhayee.

Its just about what I do in my alone time, my notes, my observations. Of course, its not just about ME, its about my life and the life of others around me. (pun intended !)

Looking forward to comments from you all - constuctive criticism, tangentially opposite ideas/views, etc.