Hello!! Are you friendly?

David was worried now. It was his 12th day in the Hotel. The high expenditure was beginning to pinch him now. He had to search for the accommodation as soon as possible, he thought. But to his dismay every morning since he shifted to the city, he has been thinking the same thing. It was very hard for a bachelor to get an independent house on rent in such a reserved community. But he needed it, so that he can write peacefully his new novel. He venture out of his room and went to the restaurant. He sat on the bar stool and asked for a beer. As he waited he looked at the person beside him. He seemed to be tensed and lost. David could not control his urge and his friendly nature overtook him. He said turning to the person, “Hello, Friend, My name is David!”.

His smile seemed to be so bright and contagious that the other person too replied with a shy smile “Hi, I am Ron!”. And as the bartender poured beer in their glasses, David started the conversation. When he asked if anything was worrying him, Ron replied, “Yes.. I would be moving out of the city in three days and I wanted to give my house on rent. But nobody seems to take it as it is quite isolated from the city center”. David was smiling now. Ron seemed taken aback by his expression. David said smilingly, “Can we drive to your house, I might be the one you are searching for!”. And then both of them had big friendly laugh together!



The Death Bed Test!

Lying on his luxurious Mahogany bed, Rupert Stewman was in a rewind mode. Memories of his entire life flashed by, as he judged himself in each of them. It was as if he was evaluating his life, trying to feel a certain kind of satisfaction and pride in what he did. Unfortunately none of those feelings were coming to him. He stopped closed his eyes and then again opened them and began looking at his castle like house, his beautiful bedroom, the silver glass of water, the nurse sitting on the sofa reading a magazine and tries hard this time to feel happy. Again, an unsuccessful attempt! Their was a knock on the door and a man with muddy clothes and some chalk dust on his face entered the room. His looks suggested otherwise, with a royal touch to them. But there was something different on his face, bright glow, an immense calmness and a an enlightening satisfaction!

He came near to the bed and asked him, “How are you now father?”. Rupert looked him, it was his son David and instead of answering he closed his eyes. He thought of that day and each day when he had insulted his own son and labelled him ‘A useless’. He had never approved of his son dedicating his life to slum children and not working for his vast empire. He looked at the same glowing and content face of his son everyday, but never did he realize what today he understood. He opened his eyes and said, “Son I may not be there tomorrow when you come to meet me, but I want to say that I am proud of you. You did attain the secret to happiness at a much younger age as compared to me who just realized it on my deathbed!” The words sounded confusing to David first but after few seconds his eyes were full of tears!