printf(HAPPYNESS); •••••••••••• What is real happiness? Is it inside or outside? As the story below unfolds you will experience happyness which comes from heart to heart. #The_NITian_Buddha °°°°°°°°°° It was college vacation and I was traveling back home from my institute. The train was too slow, halting at every station, I would say, it was sort of a passenger train. A few people leaving and many boarding the train at each station. Many people got seats, as they had reservation. There was a family of two man and a small kid, who was in early 5, they were searching for some kind heart to give them seat for sitting. Kid father shirt was tattered from one sides, and the kid clothes were also not in good conditions. I offered seat to kid and kid father, they appreciate that generously. As the night start singing sweet and food sellers started roaming around the train. I was seating on side lower berth with kid and his father. There was a family seating on beside berths, they were eating some sweets and tit-bits. The kid was looking at them and feeling sad, as his father had not much money to buy sweets for him. Whenever any goods-seller was passing by, the kid looked at them and then looked into his father eyes and said “baba jab 5 rs wala biskut aayega to khareedenge, ye mehenge honge na”, his father eyes were little wet by hearing that. He was feeling very sad as others were eating and he cant afford goods for his child. I had few sweets in packet, I offered them to that kid, he glanced at sweets and then looked in his father eyes for permission to accept. His father nodded in yes, the child was very happy by taking sweets, first he took whole packet, then he gave packet back to me and took only two. I felt good by offering sweets to him. It was a nice moment, kid was feeling so good as I. Soon the night started falling. I forget to withdraw money, so I had only hundred rs left at that time, So I left my dinner for sake of tomorrow food. I had two biscuit packet with me. When, I opened one packet, the kid was looking at me. I gave that packet to him, he again looked into his father eyes and stopped for a moment. I again offered that packet to him, then his father gave him nodded smile and he took that packet. After taking that packet, he said “baba didi ke liye bhi rakh deta hun, bhot ache biscuit hain ye, didi ko acha lagega” then he took two biscuit out of that packet an saved rest of that for his sister. He was feeling so happy that, I too became very happy by seeing him. His little eyes were filled with innocence and thoughts, he knew his family state. All my childhood reminisces started flowing, like a Alaknanda river in Devpraag. All unabated thoughts, which were kept inside in deep emotional corner of my repaired heart started coming from my eyes. I knew how it feels, when we press our childhood desires as a sign of early age of maturity. When things comes in a small packets, then the feelings of holding them are very precious . Soon people started sleeping, kid father was sleeping on train floor, and me and kid was sleeping on the berth. At 6:30AM, I woke up and putted my belonging together, as my halting station came. I give a morning smile to them and went away.
Posted on: Sat, 20 Dec 2014 06:46:20 +0000
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