I was going through one the blogs and was dumb stuck at one point, where the author was speaking about his experience with regard to a woman in her old days. The old woman was in need of food and a shelter in one of the holy place, for which the author has provided her with the meal for that day. I too have experienced this many a times, wherein for that particular moment one can help with the necessities, but once you are back to the respective places, the saga of old age continues.
While putting across these views, I can recall one of the instance which I can never forget. At the time of my school days there was a petty shop near my place, wherein I used to buy my stationeries and eatables most often. The owner of the shop was a middle aged man with average physic. He was running this shop accompanied with his wife. The man was furious with no patience and was yelling at the customers visiting the shop. Many a times, I too was scared to go as the way he used to treat the customers was something most of them would have felt not to visit again, since there was no other shop, everyone has to turn back.
The days passed, I moved on to my higher studies, similarly the man grew old and his son took over the shop. But still the old man was supporting his son and his wife passed away. One fine day, I got to know the shop was closed, then we had to move on with alternative.
At the time of completion of my graduation, I used to visit Old age Homes and Orphans Home on weekends. On one of the Saturday, I had been to Old age home with my friends, wherein we had took the utilities with some of the clothes and the food. We all went in and started distributing the items among all and as I went on, I could see someone observing me from far. At first look, I could not recognize the face of the person, then I went near to him, and to my surprise, it was t he same person who was the owner of that petty shop. My first observation was that he had depression on his face which was accompanied by his past. His wet eyes where expressing the grief and was recalling his journey of life and with a feeling that his family has abandoned him at this stage of life. The sight had bought a drops of tear in my eyes, wherein I started feeling that parents breed their children with a hope that they might support them at Older days. After seeing him in this condition, the assumptions had to change and one needs to move on.
The best part was that he had been send to a Old Age Home, where someone is there to take care unlike the one I had mentioned earlier in the blog who would be put on road. As we move on in the journey of our life, we get many companions but they last for only short period and at the end you have come all alone and will be going on alone.
While putting across these views, I can recall one of the instance which I can never forget. At the time of my school days there was a petty shop near my place, wherein I used to buy my stationeries and eatables most often. The owner of the shop was a middle aged man with average physic. He was running this shop accompanied with his wife. The man was furious with no patience and was yelling at the customers visiting the shop. Many a times, I too was scared to go as the way he used to treat the customers was something most of them would have felt not to visit again, since there was no other shop, everyone has to turn back.
The days passed, I moved on to my higher studies, similarly the man grew old and his son took over the shop. But still the old man was supporting his son and his wife passed away. One fine day, I got to know the shop was closed, then we had to move on with alternative.
At the time of completion of my graduation, I used to visit Old age Homes and Orphans Home on weekends. On one of the Saturday, I had been to Old age home with my friends, wherein we had took the utilities with some of the clothes and the food. We all went in and started distributing the items among all and as I went on, I could see someone observing me from far. At first look, I could not recognize the face of the person, then I went near to him, and to my surprise, it was t he same person who was the owner of that petty shop. My first observation was that he had depression on his face which was accompanied by his past. His wet eyes where expressing the grief and was recalling his journey of life and with a feeling that his family has abandoned him at this stage of life. The sight had bought a drops of tear in my eyes, wherein I started feeling that parents breed their children with a hope that they might support them at Older days. After seeing him in this condition, the assumptions had to change and one needs to move on.
The best part was that he had been send to a Old Age Home, where someone is there to take care unlike the one I had mentioned earlier in the blog who would be put on road. As we move on in the journey of our life, we get many companions but they last for only short period and at the end you have come all alone and will be going on alone.
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