LET CHANGE BEGIN WITH US- EYES ARE TEARS
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The elder asked as the hotel owner bent down to serve rice. “How much money for lunch”?
The owner said, 20 rupees without fish, 50 with fish broth.
He took a torn ten rupee note from his torn shirt pocket and handed it to the owner..This is what is in my hand.. Put as much as you can into this. It’s okay to just become a Rice..Very hungry, I haven’t eaten anything since yesterday. His words reluctant to say that.
The hotel owner served all of the fish broths throat also trembles.
I stood watching him eat. Tears dripped thinly from his eyes.
Eat patiently why you cry.
He looked up and closed his eyes until he heard that word.
I shed tears thinking of my past life. I have three children, two boys and a girl. All three are doing a good job.
I spent every penny I accumulated for their hike. For that I lost my youth and 28 years of physical life and emigrated.
After all my wife left me alone in old age and died.
My sons and daughters have been pushing me aside since I started doing property division.
Gradually I began to feel the burden on them.
Gradually they began to set me aside.
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Am I getting old…?
At least respecting my age…?
I will go to dinner only after they have all eaten. Even so, owning one is still beyond the reach of the average person. The meal was a mixture of tears and salt.
The grandchildren never talk to me. Fearing that mom and dad will beat you if you see …
When extreme pain can live anywhere in the oven, that.
This house was built of bricks that she and I bought with the money we earned, working day and night without breaking a sweat and eating without stomach.
But what do I do? .. I was branded as a thief on the pretext of stealing my daughter-in-law’s gold … The son was angry and the good work did not hit me. He did not commit that sin.
That was my luck. If I had been there it would have happened though.
Woke up in the middle of the meal … handed the owner ten bucks in front.
The owner did not accept the money and returned it.
You can come here anytime. You can always have lunch, said the owner….
Just like that man left ten rupees there and was so happy for your help … what do you think … self-esteem never left me. When he said he was coming, he took a small bundle and slowly walked towards an unknown place.
The wound that the man inflicted on my mind has not healed to this day … That is why it is said that every young bud will one day turn into a dry leaf.
Adults like dried leaf should be kept in the flower and protected from sight..
Even, if someone changes their mind from this post. Let change begin with us.
Thanks….
