Touching Story By- Dr Jaya Kumar
Neha the protagonist of my stories has always been a very social and a sober person. She has a deep sense of respect for the people who value things, big or small.
Neha goes into the minutest of details herself. Her approach towards life has always been value-oriented.
'One can enjoy the sweetness of life only if one values life'. Neha has always believed in and lived by this philosophy of life.
My today's story-'Pineapple ice-cream'.
One day, Neha was enjoying ice cream with her son Hari. While having her preferred flavour of ice-cream, she suddenly had tears in her eyes. Seeing this, Hari felt that there must be some touching incident which had come to his mother's mind which made her lose tears.
Hari over years, has realised that his mother is a really sentimental and an emotional person.
He very lovingly asked her mother to share the incident which made her emotional.
Neha then started narrating the incident. This incident was of the time when Neha was pursuing her higher studies.
Neha being a polite and a smiling girl was everyone's favourite.
Even her neighbours used to love and appreciate her sincerity. In her neighbourhood, lived one Mr. Brijesh, a very senior officer in the same organisation where Neha's father too worked.
Neha used to address Mr. Brijesh as uncle. Mr. Brijesh was not only her father's colleague but also her neighbour.
Mr. Brijesh had two sons but no daughter. He used to therefore like and love Neha like his own daughter.
Neha too had a special regard for Mr.Brijesh.
One day Neha and her Brijesh uncle met at a society's function over lunch.
Mr. Brijesh discussed with Neha very affectionately about her choice of food, especially the sweet-dish, as they both were having sweet-dish at that time of the conversation.
The conversation ended on a happy note. A few days later, Neha had some work in the area which was near her Brijesh uncle's office. She therefore requested him to take her along and drop her near his office.
Mr. Brijesh lovingly accepted her request and agreed to drop her. He thereafter invited Neha to have lunch with him at his office after she finished her work.
Neha agreed.
After finishing her work, she called up her Brijesh uncle to inform him that she was waiting for him at the lower level of his office building.
He came down to the lower level immediately to receive Neha. Neha felt really touched at his this nice and caring gesture.
After all, her Brijesh uncle was a busy man as the regional head of the organisation he worked for.
After receiving her, as they walked together towards his office, Mr. Brijesh smilingly and very proudly told his office staff- "Today I shall have lunch with my daughter."
Everyone too welcomed Neha very affectionately. This was another touching moment for Neha. Mr. Brijesh instructed his office-boy to arrange for the lunch in his lunch-area.
As a personality, Mr. Brijesh was a very humble, decent and a down-to-earth person. Neha had a special regard for him.
While the office boy was arranging for lunch, Mr. Brijesh very amusingly shared his views with Neha and told her that life should be guided by the philosophy of 'Tit for Tat'. With those who are good, be good. irrespective of their position and status. On the other hand, for people who try to mess-up with you, just pay them back with the same kind treatment as done by them.
It was his success mantra that he was sharing with Neha that day.
The lunch was ready shortly and it had a big surprise for Neha. All the dishes laid out for lunch were of Neha's choice.
Mr.Brijesh told Neha that he still remembered her food choices even though it was discussed many days ago. Neha got emotional on his this gesture.
After the main course was over, Mr. Brijesh asked his office boy to bring the sweetdish.
After seeing sweetdish display, Neha could not control her emotions and tears rolled down her eyes.
Those were the tears of joy. The sweetdish had a Pineapple ice cream, a Pineapple cake, a Pineapple pastry and a Pineapple shake. Every sweetdish displayed on the table had Pineapple in it. Pineapple was Neha's favourite flavour.
Neha's Brijesh uncle told her very lovingly that only four varieties of sweetdish were available in her favourite flavour, else he would have ordered even more varieties of sweetdishes.
Neha had no words. Only joyful tears.
It was a really sweet, memorable lunch which Neha had with her late Brijesh uncle. He had left for his heaven abode, a few years after that day.
Brijesh uncle's family later told Neha that even while on his death bed he remembered the lovely and memorable lunch he had with his daughter Neha and her favourite flavour Pineapple.
May Brijesh uncle's soul rest in peace.
That was memories forever of the 'Pineapple ice cream'.
NEHA TOLD HARI THAT SOMETIMES SOME MEMORIES BECOME MEMORABLE FOREVER.
THE RELATIONS WHICH HAVE TRUE ATTACHMENT ARE CHERISHED FOREVER..
LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL FEELING WHICH IS FELT FROM ONE'S LOVING ACT...
Neha still enjoys the pineapple flavour which her Brijesh uncle too remembered so dearly till the end of his life....
Neha the protagonist of my stories has always been a very social and a sober person. She has a deep sense of respect for the people who value things, big or small.
Neha goes into the minutest of details herself. Her approach towards life has always been value-oriented.
'One can enjoy the sweetness of life only if one values life'. Neha has always believed in and lived by this philosophy of life.
My today's story-'Pineapple ice-cream'.
One day, Neha was enjoying ice cream with her son Hari. While having her preferred flavour of ice-cream, she suddenly had tears in her eyes. Seeing this, Hari felt that there must be some touching incident which had come to his mother's mind which made her lose tears.
Hari over years, has realised that his mother is a really sentimental and an emotional person.
He very lovingly asked her mother to share the incident which made her emotional.
Neha then started narrating the incident. This incident was of the time when Neha was pursuing her higher studies.
Neha being a polite and a smiling girl was everyone's favourite.
Even her neighbours used to love and appreciate her sincerity. In her neighbourhood, lived one Mr. Brijesh, a very senior officer in the same organisation where Neha's father too worked.
Neha used to address Mr. Brijesh as uncle. Mr. Brijesh was not only her father's colleague but also her neighbour.
Mr. Brijesh had two sons but no daughter. He used to therefore like and love Neha like his own daughter.
Neha too had a special regard for Mr.Brijesh.
One day Neha and her Brijesh uncle met at a society's function over lunch.
Mr. Brijesh discussed with Neha very affectionately about her choice of food, especially the sweet-dish, as they both were having sweet-dish at that time of the conversation.
The conversation ended on a happy note. A few days later, Neha had some work in the area which was near her Brijesh uncle's office. She therefore requested him to take her along and drop her near his office.
Mr. Brijesh lovingly accepted her request and agreed to drop her. He thereafter invited Neha to have lunch with him at his office after she finished her work.
Neha agreed.
After finishing her work, she called up her Brijesh uncle to inform him that she was waiting for him at the lower level of his office building.
He came down to the lower level immediately to receive Neha. Neha felt really touched at his this nice and caring gesture.
After all, her Brijesh uncle was a busy man as the regional head of the organisation he worked for.
After receiving her, as they walked together towards his office, Mr. Brijesh smilingly and very proudly told his office staff- "Today I shall have lunch with my daughter."
Everyone too welcomed Neha very affectionately. This was another touching moment for Neha. Mr. Brijesh instructed his office-boy to arrange for the lunch in his lunch-area.
As a personality, Mr. Brijesh was a very humble, decent and a down-to-earth person. Neha had a special regard for him.
While the office boy was arranging for lunch, Mr. Brijesh very amusingly shared his views with Neha and told her that life should be guided by the philosophy of 'Tit for Tat'. With those who are good, be good. irrespective of their position and status. On the other hand, for people who try to mess-up with you, just pay them back with the same kind treatment as done by them.
It was his success mantra that he was sharing with Neha that day.
The lunch was ready shortly and it had a big surprise for Neha. All the dishes laid out for lunch were of Neha's choice.
Mr.Brijesh told Neha that he still remembered her food choices even though it was discussed many days ago. Neha got emotional on his this gesture.
After the main course was over, Mr. Brijesh asked his office boy to bring the sweetdish.
After seeing sweetdish display, Neha could not control her emotions and tears rolled down her eyes.
Those were the tears of joy. The sweetdish had a Pineapple ice cream, a Pineapple cake, a Pineapple pastry and a Pineapple shake. Every sweetdish displayed on the table had Pineapple in it. Pineapple was Neha's favourite flavour.
Neha's Brijesh uncle told her very lovingly that only four varieties of sweetdish were available in her favourite flavour, else he would have ordered even more varieties of sweetdishes.
Neha had no words. Only joyful tears.
It was a really sweet, memorable lunch which Neha had with her late Brijesh uncle. He had left for his heaven abode, a few years after that day.
Brijesh uncle's family later told Neha that even while on his death bed he remembered the lovely and memorable lunch he had with his daughter Neha and her favourite flavour Pineapple.
May Brijesh uncle's soul rest in peace.
That was memories forever of the 'Pineapple ice cream'.
NEHA TOLD HARI THAT SOMETIMES SOME MEMORIES BECOME MEMORABLE FOREVER.
THE RELATIONS WHICH HAVE TRUE ATTACHMENT ARE CHERISHED FOREVER..
LOVE IS A BEAUTIFUL FEELING WHICH IS FELT FROM ONE'S LOVING ACT...
Neha still enjoys the pineapple flavour which her Brijesh uncle too remembered so dearly till the end of his life....
The words and views expressed in my blogs are personal and are my original work of thoughts.
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