Everything was not going well from few days,A broken heart with broken pieces of mind was all left in my body.I was in Train lost in past when someone woke me up from my dark world.A boy nearly 14-15 year old with newspaper and books in his hand tapped on my shoulder.Irritated and not interested in buying anything i just ignored him.He calmly placed his hand on my shoulder again and said something which broke me in tears.The most wanted thing that i was longing for past few days.He said “A pearl is a beautiful thing that is produced by an injured life. It is the tear [that results] from the injury of the oyster. The treasure of our being in this world is also produced by an injured life.If we had not been wounded, if we had not been injured, then we will not produce the pearl.”By Stephan Hoeller.
He said he made his living and supported his Sister by selling newspapers, books, and working at shop on weekdays. He said he studied after going home and finishing his cooking chores. He added that he wanted to be a Doctor. There was a feeling of struggle, remorse and passion in his eyes.As next station arrived he stood up to leave so that he can switch train to reach back at his hometown. I was moved. I gave him a 1000 rupee , which was all I had in my wallet, apart from the train ticket that day, and asked him to study well and to take care of his brother. He refused to accept it!
I stuffed it in his hand saying, “Become doctor one day. I will be happy.”He took his pen out and asked for my address so that he can pay back when he one day be a Doctor.All i said was i still owes you for the pearls you gave me today.