After having a heavy dinner at a wedding, I got some ice cream as dessert. There were rows of chairs being arranged, as they are in most indian weddings for guests to sit and watch the bride and bridegroom on the stage. There I noticed a cute little boy roaming around, bored (so was I) in the wedding. I call him and ask him animatedly, would you like to have some ice cream? He is obviously shy, and hesitates. I feed him some ice cream and he smiles!
He walks away towards his father who is seated two rows ahead of me. Shows him he got ice cream, his father smiles back. Then he again comes where I am seated. I ask him the same question again, he agrees to have ice cream this time. Again he returns to his father and shows his ice cream.
Now he runs and comes to me for more ice cream. I laugh at him when I look at him from a distance. He now knows the drill and laughs in a playful and shy manner. We both know what we want. He to have ice cream from me, and me to just watch him relish and enjoy his spoonful of ice cream.
This is now being repeated four to five times, and both of us enjoying it whenever he comes. Now my parents call me as I need to be on stage to wish the couple for a bright married life. I stand and walk towards the stage, little realising about the boy.
The cute little boy as usual goes to his father after having a spoonful of ice cream, then when he comes back, searches for me. He can't find me now. He looks after me row after row, two and fro; he feels lost. I can look at him from the stage finding for me, and I feel so sorry for him. I feel bad to leave him alone. My family who knew the whole episode have the same feeling as I have. One look at him, and there was his lost face, the eagerness to meet me all over again was so evident in his walk. I try to wave out to him, indicating I am here and will be back again, but in vain. I feel sad, so does he.
Later, I wish the couple and then when I step down, I don't find him. Neither does he. Now me searching for him. Row after row; two and fro.
The eagerness of the boy trying to find me, touched me so much! I just can't forget the scene where he is finding me at those same rows where I was seated. I felt that I am needed.
But then I think again, and ponder over it. Did he need me or just the ice cream?
Yet, I continue to feel that whatever it was, the feeling that he needs me is so amazing!
I also deduced that repetitive action makes you feel something for the other person at the end. We are sure to have the same feeling for those few people in our life whom we talk to or meet on a regular basis.
The question is, will those people search for you as eagerly as the cute little boy?
He walks away towards his father who is seated two rows ahead of me. Shows him he got ice cream, his father smiles back. Then he again comes where I am seated. I ask him the same question again, he agrees to have ice cream this time. Again he returns to his father and shows his ice cream.
Now he runs and comes to me for more ice cream. I laugh at him when I look at him from a distance. He now knows the drill and laughs in a playful and shy manner. We both know what we want. He to have ice cream from me, and me to just watch him relish and enjoy his spoonful of ice cream.
This is now being repeated four to five times, and both of us enjoying it whenever he comes. Now my parents call me as I need to be on stage to wish the couple for a bright married life. I stand and walk towards the stage, little realising about the boy.
The cute little boy as usual goes to his father after having a spoonful of ice cream, then when he comes back, searches for me. He can't find me now. He looks after me row after row, two and fro; he feels lost. I can look at him from the stage finding for me, and I feel so sorry for him. I feel bad to leave him alone. My family who knew the whole episode have the same feeling as I have. One look at him, and there was his lost face, the eagerness to meet me all over again was so evident in his walk. I try to wave out to him, indicating I am here and will be back again, but in vain. I feel sad, so does he.
Later, I wish the couple and then when I step down, I don't find him. Neither does he. Now me searching for him. Row after row; two and fro.
The eagerness of the boy trying to find me, touched me so much! I just can't forget the scene where he is finding me at those same rows where I was seated. I felt that I am needed.
But then I think again, and ponder over it. Did he need me or just the ice cream?
Yet, I continue to feel that whatever it was, the feeling that he needs me is so amazing!
I also deduced that repetitive action makes you feel something for the other person at the end. We are sure to have the same feeling for those few people in our life whom we talk to or meet on a regular basis.
The question is, will those people search for you as eagerly as the cute little boy?
