I met that little girl last at the funeral of her father, my - TopicsExpress



          

I met that little girl last at the funeral of her father, my senior employee. She wailed loudly to her mother that she will take care of her and there was nothing to worry. It was a stoic contrast given the family was just sending away its only bread winner. Eight years have passed and she is a meritorious student of a premier institute of Chennai. Today, she came and met me. I was happiest to hear that she is looking at an integrated PHD at a global school. I learnt a lot more from her smiling, confident face than I did from anything else. What a remarkable journey.
Posted on: Sat, 26 Jul 2014 09:02:33 +0000

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