This topic is closed. HEART TOUCHING, MUST READ !!
Pencil: I'm sorry.
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me.
Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to
erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose
a part of yourself and get smaller and smaller each
time.
Eraser: That's true, but I don't really mind. You see, I
was made to do this, I was made to help you whenever
you do something wrong, even though one day I know
I'll be gone.
I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop
worrying I hate seeing you sad.
"Our Parents are like the eraser, whereas we children
are the pencil.
They're always there for their children, cleaning up
their mistakes.
Sometimes along the way they get hurt and become
smaller (older and eventually pass on) ...
Take care of your Parents, treat them with kindness
and most especially love them."
-hareesh-
(thanku)