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The Love of Parents -E mail Courtsey-VM Bhonde


An 80 year old man was sitting on the sofa in his house along with his 45 years old highly educated son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window.

The Father asked his Son, “What is this?”

The Son replied “It is a crow”.

After a few minutes, the Father asked his Son the 2nd time, “What is this?”

The Son said “Father, I have just now told you “It’s a crow”.

After a little while, the old Father again asked his Son the 3rd time,

What is this?”

At this time some expression of irritation was felt in the Son’s tone when he said to his Father with a rebuff. “It’s a crow, a crow”.

A little after, the Father again asked his Son t he 4th time, “What is this?”

This time the Son shouted at his Father, “Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, although I have told you so many times ‘IT IS A CROW’. Are you not able to understand this?”

A little later the Father went to his room and came back with an old tattered diary, which he had maintained since his Son was born. On opening a page, he asked his Son to read that page. When the son read it, the following words were written in the diary :-

“Today my little son aged three was sitting with me on the sofa, when a crow was sitting on the window. My Son asked me 23 times what it was, and I replied to him all 23 times that it was a Crow. I hugged him lovingly each time h e asked me the same question again and again for 23 times. I did not at all feel irritated I rather felt affection for my innocent child”.

While the little child asked him 23 times “What is this”, the Father had felt no irritation in replying to the same question all 23 times and when today the Father asked his Son the same question just 4 times, the Son felt irritated and annoyed.

So..

If your parents attain old age, do not repulse them or look at them as a burden, but speak to them a gracious word, be cool, obedient, humble and kind to them. Be considerate to your parents.From today say this aloud, “I want to see my parents happy forever. They have cared for me ever since I was a little child. They have always showered their selfless love on me.

They crossed all mountains and valleys without seeing the storm and heat to make me a person presentable in the society today”.

Say a prayer to God, “I will serve my old parents in the BEST way. I will say all good and kind words to my dear parents, no matter how they behave.-

E mail Courtsey V M Bhonde

  1. pragnaju
    મે 4, 2010 at 5:06 pm

    When i enter this new world it almost gives me a feeling that I am born again.
    The way a small child needs support and care at every step,the same way as a person gets old even he/she needs support.
    Although they have lived their life,there is something that they miss this something is not what most of us want,a car,a house,money but it is their loved ones by their side.
    As and when people start to get older,their loved ones start treating them as old furniture or a door mat.I once went to this org,where i met Mrs.Daya,a seventy nine-year old who can barely get up without support,but every few minutes,her frail body makes a feeble attempt to sit up so that she can look at the main door.She is waiting for her son Raja
    Mrs.Daya was dumped in the org. by her son saying that he would take her back in a month as he was going on a business trip.1 month became 1 year and now its almost 2 yrs and she has not even received his call once.She still does not have anything against her son,and says she would go back with him soon.
    Is this for what we are born in this world to dump those who give us a life in some org.Are we so weak that v cant even take care of our parents,do we …

  2. Mitul
    મે 5, 2010 at 11:43 am

    WOW…ITS REALLY REALLY VERY HEAR TOUCHING STORY…I FELT IMOTIONAL…REALLY…I LOVE MY PARANT….

  3. Mitul
    મે 5, 2010 at 11:43 am

    PLZ…KEEP POSTING THIS TYPE OF POST…THANK YOU…

  4. vilas bhonde
    મે 9, 2010 at 4:25 am

    there was another story where a person tells his friend that he prefers giving roses to his mom till she is alive than putting near her coffin

  5. vilas bhonde
    મે 9, 2010 at 4:40 am

    those who are interested to read such good stories may please visit my blog on http://vmbhonde.wordpress.com at category good stories

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