shirdi trip- another lesson

we were back in the railway station waiting for our beloved train to come and pick us..huh...me, mom and grany had hot pakodas and were involved in a candid conversation...we could hear someone singing devotional songs on the platform...and thought it must be a group of pilgrims who are still in the hangover of darshan...it was clearly audible and sweet to hear....i took out my book and resumed reading it while the elder ladies were chitchatting something which i wasnt bothered about...this little girl from no where appeared infront of us...she was cute...very sweet..beautiful -i must say...but in torn and soiled clothes..with a glass in her hand..she was begging and i couldnt say anything else..she was hopping from one to another and was actively walking around the hall..and suddenly dissapeared...we heard the announcement and came on to the platform...and stood near a bench resting our luggage...

there was this woman sitting on the platform and seeking alms...she was blind..she was singing the same devotional songs which we heard a lil while ago...then i understood..it was her not any group..she was so melodious...i felt for her and tears rolled out of my eyes..and suddenly this little cute girl popped up and sat next to this blind woman..she is her daughter!!!

the mother stopped singing...pampered the kid for sometime...drank some water brought by her kid...touched her softly on her hair...pulled her into her lap..and opened some packet and started feeding the child...she was blind but not her love....i was stunned by the scene and by the time i came into senses..my mom and grany were gone searching for the coach and i had to pull myself through the crowds and rush into the compartment...

shirdi trip- another lesson---another small yet effective moment...love forever...