28 and ORPHAN again...!!!

Say No to Old-Age Homes. Respect the people who made you what you are. (Image Source)
Son decides to admit the father in the old age home as desired by his wife (the daughter-in-law).

 He brings his father in the car to an Orphanage cum old age home run by a Priest.

 The receptionist gives different choices like TV, AC , Veg etc. Father says No TV, AC etc.

 Son goes out to bring luggage from car. The wife calls up to check whether all fine. And also insists that father need not come home even for festivals.

 The Priest appears and immediately starts talking with the old man.

 The surprised Son wonders and asks the Priest whether he knows his father before as they were talking as though they knew each other since so many years.

 Priest with tears in his eyes says.."yes, yes my son, He came here 28 years back and took with him an orphan boy in adoption."
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 PS: How easily we youngsters forget what our parents did for us and send them to old-age homes. We ourselves try our best to find the problem of a infant by their crying faces but neglect the crying faces of people who did the same with us when we're infants and reject them? Say NO to OLD-AGE Homes. Respect the people who made you what you are.

 PPS: I came across this short story and couldn't resist myself from instantly sharing it here. It may sound a bit filmy to many, but it's enough to give the message to any sensible person.

Comments

  1. magiceyeJune 27, 2016 at 6:33 AM

    A poignant tale

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    1. CYNOSUREJune 27, 2016 at 9:00 AM

      Was necessary to serve the purpose. Hope it helps in making the life of one parent better.

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