Writing - short story with thought -" A LAMPPOST WITH KINDNESS"

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On the way home, I saw a board hanging on the lamppost. Curious to know what was written in it, i looked closer.

This was written in it.

"I'm visually impaired, I'm lost my money somewhere along the way,".
If you can find , please let me know at this address. "

Curious, I wanted to see that person. Walked towards the address seen on the board,
I saw an old woman sitting tired in front of a thatched hut. As she heard my footsteps and slowly raised her head and asked, "Who?"

Grandmother it's me, I get 50 rupees while walking this way, and then saw the board hanging on the lamppost by you. Of course it was that fifty rupees that Grandma had lost.

When I said that, I saw her eyes water. She said ...

"Already 40-50 people came and told me that they had lost 50 rupees on the way and it was handed over to me ...!

Somehow I never hung such a board on that lamppost. I do not know how to read or write. "

But I put the 50 rupees in her hands,

She asked me to remove the board from there as you went.
One more interesting thing to say is that everyone who came to see her asked that the board be removed from there. But it's just that no one did it.

When I came back, I thought,
Who would have hung such a board on that lamppost ?!

She tells everyone who comes to see her to take it off but no one does it!

Some genius must have felt the need to help that blind old lady.
That board may be the trick he found for that.

If we are willing to help someone, Always there is ways before us?

Someone is calling from behind ...

“where is this address?
I need to see this person,
Can I get their lost 50 rupees out of the way and hand it over to them? "

I pointed my finger at the hut. My eyes watered as I watched him aim at that hut and walking.

The springs of humanity will never dry up.
It will continue to flow cleanly somewhere.