Writer’s Ezine – Writing one word at a time her invitation, waved our hands too. May be she would have thought we were not worth for her time or she would have indulged with her own stuffs, she simply continued her carefree journey. We were in „Families for Children‟. People call it Orphanage, but when I reached there I realized they were a large family than us. They may name us as 'orphans' :) (Nuclear family living beings). Around 150 abandoned people are there on the premise. We proceeded through each, merely trying to make them believe „You are not alone, we are there for you‟. But we captured a feel like „We are not alone;
There are even people who needs just our Presence‟.
While continuing the visit through every block I was halted by the charming beauty again. Now she was more delighted to receive us to her place, a small but cozy room shared by few. Her hospitality embraced me, she introduced me to her friends, seeing my eyes getting moist, and she pleaded me not to cry & gave me a hug. OMG!! What a wonderful moment was that, though I was lucky enough to be loved and pampered by all around me that was something very special, just unexplainable. Felt like a hug from God!! She - A deaf and dumb, mentally retired person who has the maturity of just 8 year old kid, though she was in late 40s, who was left by her own
Celebrating ‘LOVE’