Yes, it is interesting how poorly humans do with more and how well we do with less, as long as it's enough and we know we are loved.
--Chris Thanks, --Chris [email protected] +1-301-270-6524 On Mon, Jul 8, 2013 at 4:09 AM, SURESH JAGADEESAN <[email protected]>wrote: > > > > Dear All, > > > > Yesterday I saw a beautiful girl, her name is Abin Nakshtra, she talks so > lovely and sweetly. I wanted to have her!... > > ..as my daughter. She is around 6 years old, when my younger son finished > playing glide, then I saw swirling chair getting emptied, I rushed with my > younger son to grab a seat for him. (At Chemmozhi Poonga, there used to be > always crowd especially on Sundays. So every one rushes to get opportunity > for their children) > > Soon after reaching that swirling Chairs, one family left, but a (this) > girl was seating on a chair and I placed my son on the opposite chair. I > thought that girl was belonged to that couples just left with another boy. > That girl told me ‘uncle swing it fast’. So I started swinging, and noticed > that the couples never returned, then realized that this girl does not > belong to them. > > So I asked her what is her name. She said “Abin Nakshtra”. I kept asking > for more times to get it properly. Since it looks strange for her, because > she does not look like a north Indian, she is a black beauty. (I hope I > heard her name correctly, may be it could also be wrong). > > And asked her where is her mother, she told "after I play I go to my > mother, she may be around." > > Mean time my younger son was uttering ABC, she also started saying ABC, > and then I asked her which school she is studying. For that she replied “I > don’t go to school, for me every day is Holiday”, then I asked her how did > she learn ABC. She said “I learned at my home. I study at my home.” > > Mean time she said, pointing at my elder son “he can also sit with me, > there is enough space for two here, since I don’t go to school, I have lot > of time at my home, and I get bored so I come to park every day. So let him > also play with me now.” > > So I told my elder son to sit along with her, my elder son being so fat > almost crushing her, but she smilingly accommodating him and even coming > forward to give him more space. > > Then I asked her whether she likes any cine star, since she was humming > some song, then she told "I like Surya". Then I asked her have you seen > Singam, she said no, then I asked her do you watch TV, she said no.” I > always like to play in park” > > Then I asked where she is from? She is said she is from Thiruvanmiyur. I > asked her “isn’t far off from here?”. She said “Yes we come by bus > everyday”. > > So I understood she may be the daughter of a worker in the park. > > Then I asked her whether she has any brother and sisters. She said “ I am > only one”, then she said “No I have one younger brother and one elder > sister”. Then I asked them where do they live? > > She said they live in Kanchepuram. She said “my elder sister is smaller > then me but she go to school”, my younger brother is very small. I hug him > and play with him. > > Soon my children got over of swinging in the chair, especially my elder > son did not like any more. But she loved to be played in it and also fast. > My younger son was so afraid when I swung fast, but she had all smiles. > > I said bye to her and took my younger son to another individual swing. But > I keep watching her from far. She talks like this to all strangers and ask > them to swing fast. > > What a pretty girl, so talkative born to poor parents and have big heart > to share!!!. > > On Saturday I went to Haddows park in Nungambakkam. There my younger son > after his usual play in glide, swing chairs, swing etc., saw a very young > (3 years)very fair girl playing in sand with sand play equipment. He > immediately went and sat next to her and grabbed one spoon and started > digging the sand. Looking at this she can’t control her emotions that > someone has grabbed her belonging and hence sobbed uncontrollably, her > mother try to console her, but nothing doing, I immediately rushed and took > away my son from there. She is saying to her mother,” that dirty boy taking > my things mom”. > > See the difference between rich upbringing and poor upbringing. > > How when people are poor have big heart to share, but (the same poor > become) rich have no heart to share. > > Best wishes > > Suresh > > > > > > > > > > -- > Thanks and best regards > J.Suresh > New No.3, Old No.7, > Chamiers road - 1st Lane, > Alwarpet, > Chennai - 600018 > Ph: 044 42030947 > Mobile: 91 9884071738 > > > >
