My humble attempt and musing to grow up and hopefully be a better human being during this life time. I plan to share some of the books, writings, poems that have helped me grow up so far. Of course the journey continues till the last day. I would love to hear from the readers which books, writings, poems, anything else which have influenced them in their lives. ~~ I get lots of nice "forwarded" emails. The blog also serves as collecting pot of these selected stories & writings.
Tuesday, November 16, 2010
An eraser and pencil
Pencil: I'm sorry....
Eraser: For what? You didn't do anything wrong.
Pencil: I'm sorry cos you get hurt bcos 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. You 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 and you'll replace me with a new one, I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying. I hate seeing you sad. :)
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Thanks Ajay for sharing.
Ajay found this conversation between the pencil and the eraser very inspirational. Parents are like the eraser whereas their 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).
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