short Strory

 below story is short … its going to take only 2 to 3 minutes of
your
time … but its worth a spend.

A boy was born to a couple after eleven years of marriage. They were a
loving couple and the boy was the gem of their eyes. When the boy was
around
two years old, one morning the husband saw a medicine bottle open.
He was late for office so he asked his wife to cap the bottle and keep
it in
the cupboard. His wife, preoccupied in the kitchen totally forgot the
matter.

The boy saw the bottle and playfully went to the bottle fascinated by
its
color and drank it all. It happened to be a medicine meant for adults in
small dosages. When the child collapsed the mother hurried him to the
hospital, where he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how
to
face her husband.

When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead
child,he
looked at his wife and uttered just five words.

QUESTIONS:
1. What were the five words ?
2. What is the implication of this story?



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ANSWER:

The husband just said ” I am with you Darling”

The husband’s totally unexpected reaction is a proactive behavior.
The child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no
point
in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he had taken time to
keep
the bottle away, this would not have happened.

No one is to be blamed. She had also lost her only child. What she
needed at
that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband.
That is what he gave her.

If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would
be
much fewer problems in the world. “A journey of a thousand miles begins
with
a single step.”

Take off all your envies, jealousies, unforgiveness, selfishness, and
fears.
And you will find things are actually not as difficult as you think.



MORAL OF THE STORY

Sometimes we spend time in asking who is responsible or whom to blame,
whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we know. By this
way
we miss out some warmth in human relationship