A 70 year old man was sitting on the chair at home, with his 40 year old son. Suddenly a crow perched on their window. The father asked his son, “What is this?.” The son replied “It’s a crow, Dad.”
After a few minutes, the father asked his son the second time, “What is this?” The son said “Dad, i just 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 sort of irritated the son. Angrily he said “It’s a crow, it’s a crow!”.
Some time passed by, and then the father again asked his son the fourth time, “What is this?”
This time the son shouted at his father, “Why do you keep asking me the same question again and again, I have told you so many times. It is a damn crow. Are you not able to understand this?”
A little later the father went to his room and came back with an old frayed diary, which he had maintained since his son was born. He opened a particular page and asked his son to read it. And this is what was written:
“Today my little son, aged three was sitting with me on the chair. There was a crow 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. Then, I hugged him lovingly each time he asked me the same question. I enjoyed every time he asked and felt my love increasing every time!”
My dear friends, our parents cared for us ever since we were little children and still do – whether they are alive or no more. They always showered us with selfless love in spite of our endless idiosyncrasies in various stages of our lives.. So, let’s be more kind and tolerant towards them when they grow old, they deserve to be loved!
Dedicated to all parents!
