day evening on my way back home, I saw a poor boy pleading every
one of us to buy his flutes. No body was ready to buy them. He cried
and pleaded every one. We all offered him some money. But he refused
to take. He said if you want to do something for me just buy these
flutes. I felt very bad because I could not do anything for that
poor boy who kept saying I do not want alms I am not a beggar, I
just want to sell these flutes so that I can get some money for
When I reached home I narrated that incident to my husband and I
said god would help that poor boy. Much to my surprise, my son,
who heard everything, came and asked me where is God? Who is god?
How does he help others? Can God help me too in doing my homework?
I told him God is
in heavens and he takes care of everybody because he knows everything
and he is almighty, but he cannot help you with your homework. Pat
came the next question if God is in heavens how does he come down
and helps everyone? I told him son God helps us through somebody.
Some body or other comes and help us when we need God. It was his
last question that left me totally speechless. He asked then why
did not God help that boy through you?
I could not sleep
the whole night. I kept thinking and cursing my self I should have
bought his flutes and helped him after all I was ready to offer
him money which he refused. I could have helped him. My conscience
was pricking me. I could not sleep. Next morning, when I got ready
for work, my eyes were searching for that little boy who I saw last
evening, with the determination of buying his flutes and helping
This continued for
many days but it was of no avail. Then I realized god gives everyone
chance to bring about happiness in others’ lives and be a Messiah
to somebody. But we fail to grab this opportunity. We are always
searching for something bigger, something better and that quest
never ends. But we lose these little moments of making the world
a beautiful place.
The days passed and
I almost forgot about this incident. I was busy in my own world;
completely unaware of what is cooking in my son’s mind. He gave
importance to each and every word of mine “God helps through somebody
or the other.” He started taking his small toys in school bag and
giving to his friends. When I became angry he said my friends don’t
have the toys that I have and I am just helping them because God
wanted to help them through me.
My anger vanished
and I hugged him and kept staring at the innocence and the God like
radiance on his face. He made me to defy the old saying “ God cannot
reach everywhere so he made mother.” I feel God has made kids to
remind us of his existence.
Contributing Story Teller
Anju Kotwani, is a freelance writer and likes to pen down
her thoughts on day to day events.