Melting Memories

                     Rohan looked like trying to recall some valuable teachings served by his mother before she passed away afflicted with blood cancer. he was 6 years old when that appalling disaster played a havoc in his life. When Rohan was born, his father was no more so he felt both paternal and maternal love and affection only through those feeble hands of doting mother and he saw a glimpse of hope intact in those hands. But, when he tries to remember her, he can't stifle the tears.

                    Now Rohan has become a doctor by his effort and the extension of helping hands. What the life taught him was that life is not a bed of roses, but there are a lot of obstacles in the life to face in order to get a high position.

                    When he was immersed in the dim thoughts someone came in front of his home begging for alms.....This reminded him again the lucid face of his mother that led him to years back when he was listening to some moral stories told by his mom in her spare time. she once had said when a poor person came to heir untidy yard for begging, that we are supposed to be a part of the problems and miseries of these kinds of people even if it is through helping with our wealth if we have it or through good behaviours towards them, because life is a journey where everyone is travelers. Someone who has good facilities today, perhaps, will be in pathetic condition tomorrow for life is not accessible as we expect. Then she told with the hands on his shoulders and eyes in his eyes that, when we are enjoying the facilities in this journey we have to help others then only we will be helped by them tomorrow.
                    This child, even though the age has played a lot many roles in him, seemed not to have changed in terms of mind and values inducted by that good mother. Rohan goes outside and gives the beggar something with a pleasant smile on his face. Then he asks if he would like to have anything to eat. For his question, the eyes of the beggar answered with a deplorable look. During having food Rohan asked about his whereabouts and other details.

                    When he explained each thing Rohan began to be more attentive as if he became an avid reader of an interesting book. When he ended by narrating his whole story, Rohan was taken aback........
                     He was convinced that it is that benevolent man who came to me as a god-sent gift when I was alone after my mother's demise. but he could not believe that how could the God make a man wealthy yesterday and poor and beggar today. Promptly, he hugged the poor beggar and told him about the story of success he had after his help when he was in his good times. Listening to this revelation the beggar began to weep and both of them joined in the crying.

                    Then it could be heard a sound of Oracle as if in the sound of Rohan's mother, which said;"Life is a journey to the ultimate aim; where someone enjoys facilities and some others wait for it in the next month"