Think from the others side

Think from the others side–A nice story

The train has started moving. It is packed with people of all ages, mostly with the working men and women and young college guys and gals. Near the window, seated a old man with his 30 year old son. As the train moves by, the son is overwhelmed with joy as he was thrilled with the scenery outside..

” See dad, the scenery of green trees moving away is very beautiful”

This behavior from a thirty year old son made the other people feel strange about him. Every one started murmuring something or other about this son.”This guy seems to be a krack..” newly married Anup whispered to his wife.

Suddenly it started raining… Rain drops fell on the travellers through the opened window. The Thirty year old son , filled with joy ” see dad, how beautiful the rain is ..”

Anup’s wife got irritated with the rain drops spoiling her new suit.

Anup ,” cant you see its raining, you old man, if ur son is not feeling well get him soon to a mental asylum..and dont disturb public henceforth”

The old man hesitated first and then in a low tone replied ” we are on the way back from hospital, my son got discharged today morning , he was a blind by birth,last week only he got his vision, these rain and nature are new to his eyes.. Please forgive us for the inconvenience caused…”

The things we see may be right from our perspective until we know the truth. Bt when we know the truth our reaction to that will hurt even us. So try to understand the problem better before taking a harsh action.

The Rain

The Rain

The Rain

I will remember you in these rainy days
And will wet alone…
Will express my joy welcoming the new season.
today I miss your presence
… miss those walking we made through these streets..
….miss your face in those banners surrounding my town..
….miss all the slogans in the walls.

I will thank you for that…
you once stopped these rains from entering into my town with your umbrella..
I was getting the sweetest touch of my dream under it..
If you are pretending at that time..
If you are showing me the wrong path..
If you are laughing silently hearing the words of my heart..
Wish those rains will never come again..
Good bye those rains…Good bye those rainy days.

I know all the paths to become happy are closed now
Happiness will never come my way any more
..because of the torture your feelings give me
..because of the loneliness exists in every corner of my heart
Your absence will make me sad forever…

Today I am the lonely stranger of this sad town..
Will welcome the rainy days and remember you under my umbrella..
removing the happiness of wetting in the rains from my minds
Actually those mad rainy days no longer belongs to my town.
They went with you…in the search of a new umbrella!