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Friday, October 01, 2010

Fwd: The Doll - very touching indeed !

---------- Forwarded message ----------
From: Srinivasan Ravi

I'm not going to "snopes" this....'cause its such a sweet story, by itself.



I  was walking around in a Wal Mart store, when I  saw a Cashier hand this little boy some money  back.

The boy couldn't have been more  than 5 or 6 years old..
The Cashier  said, 'I'm sorry, but you don't have enough  money to buy this doll..'

Then the  little boy turned to the old woman next to him:  ''Granny, are you sure I don't have enough  money?''
The old lady replied: ''You  know that you don't have enough money to buy  this doll, my dear.''
Then she asked him  to stay there for just 5 minutes while she went  to look around. She left quickly.

The  little boy was still holding the doll in his  hand..
Finally, I walked toward him and  I asked him who he wished to give this doll to.  

'It's the doll that my sister loved most  and wanted so much for Christmas.
She  was sure that Santa Claus would bring it to  her.'
I replied to him that maybe Santa  Claus would bring it to her after all, and not  to worry.

But he replied to me sadly.  'No, Santa Claus can't bring it to her where she  is now. I have to give the doll to my mommy so  that she can give it to my sister when she goes  there.'

His eyes were so sad while  saying this.. 'My Sister has gone to be with  God. Daddy says that Mommy is going to see God  very soon too, so I thought that she could take  the doll with her to give it to my sister.''  
My heart nearly stopped.

The  little boy looked up at me and said: 'I told  daddy to tell mommy not to go yet. I need her to  wait until I come back from the mall.'  

Then he showed me a very nice photo of  himself. He was laughing. He then told me 'I  want mommy to take my picture with her so she  won't forget me.'

'I love my mommy and I  wish she didn't have to leave me, but daddy says  that she has to go to be with my little sister.'  

Then he looked again at the doll with  sad eyes, very quietly.

I quickly  reached for my wallet and said to the boy.  'Suppose we check again, just in case you do  have enough money for the doll!''

OK' he  said, 'I hope I do have enough.' I added some of  my money to his without him seeing and we  started to count it. There was enough for the  doll and even some spare money..

The  little boy said: 'Thank you God for giving me  enough money!'

Then he looked at me and  added, 'I asked last night before I went to  sleep for God to make sure I had enough money to  buy this doll, so that mommy could give it to my  sister. He heard me!''

'I also wanted to  have enough money to buy a white rose for my  mommy, but I didn't dare to ask God for too  much.. But He gave me enough to buy the doll and  a white rose.''

'My mommy loves white  roses.'

A few minutes later, the old  lady returned and I left with my basket.  

I finished my shopping in a totally  different state of mind from when I started.  

I couldn't get the little boy out of my  mind.

Then I remembered a local news  paper article two days ago, which mentioned a  drunk man in a truck, who hit a car occupied by  a young woman and a little girl.

The  little girl died right away, and the mother was  left in a critical state. The family had to  decide whether to pull the plug on the  life-sustaining machine, because the young woman  would not be able to recover from the coma.  

Was this the family of the little boy?  

Two days after this encounter with the  little boy, I read in the news paper that the  young woman had passed away.

I couldn't  stop myself as I bought a bunch of white roses  and I went to the funeral home where the body of  the young woman was for people to see and make  last wishes before her burial.

She was  there, in her coffin, holding a beautiful white  rose in her hand with the photo of the little  boy and the doll placed over her chest.  

I left the place, teary-eyed, feeling  that my life had been changed for ever.. The  love that the little boy had for his mother and  his sister is still, to this day, hard to  imagine.

And in a fraction of a second,  a drunk driver had taken all this away from him.  


Now you have 2 choices:
1) Send this  message to others, or
2) Ignore it as if it  never touched your heart.

God Bless!!!  


Dear God:

The person reading  this is beautiful and strong.

Help them  live their life to the fullest.

Please  promote them and cause them to excel above their  expectations.

Help them shine in the  darkest places where it is impossible to love.  

Protect them at all times, lift them up  when they need you the most, and  let them  know when they walk with you, they will always  be safe.


S Ravi

।श्रीकृष्णो रक्षतु।
|śrīkṛṣṇo rakṣatu|
Have a nice and happy day
with profound respect and warm regards
K V Ananthanarayanan
त्यजन्तु बान्धवाः सर्वे निन्दन्तु गुरवो जनाःI
तदापि परमानन्दो गोविन्दो मम जीवनंII
let all my relatives abandon me, let the great people insult me, still I am in supreme bliss since my life  is GOVINDA alone.
Iकृष्णात् परं किमपि तत्वं अहं न जाने"I
लोकाः समस्ताः सुखिनो भवन्तु।
lokāḥ samastāḥ sukhino bhavantu|

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