A radiant lesson from the ice cream vendor boy by Apoorv Gour

Namaskaram..🙏

A story of Ice cream vendor boy.. really some time some people give the unexpected lessons which have great moral and message in it. Here’s one of mine hope you like it.

One day I was in the park because, my summer holidays are going on and I love to chill out the evening time in the park. I was enjoying the vibe of fascinating greenery of the park. Such a great day it was.. suddenly I heard the melodious sound of bells. Which makes me feel jovial and then i was excited to know that from where the this sound is coming and then I founded an ice cream van. It changes the surrounding of my where the were people busy in playing, exercising, gossiping and chilling… People of all age now all they rush towards the van like bees attract towards the flowers. I was still sitting on the bench and experiencing the exuberant scene.

I seen that the childrens with little hands are holding the giant sizes of ice cream in their hands. Sometimes I think that the weight of the ice cream is greater than the childrens weight. They are just enjoying every bite every slice of the ice cream. Really they feel ecstasy to have it.

Then suddenly a question came in my mind for ice cream vendor boy that.. They have plenty of ice cream to eat but why they can’t do it and also having much more possibilities from other to have it. The thought makes me unstable and very curious to know it. Then I move forward towards the ice cream vendor boy to get my answer from ice cream vendor man. I uttered my question to him. Is your heart not melt after seeing plenty of ice creams. He is simply listening my words and nooding his head on my sentences. I am unable to hold my excitement to know his answer. Astonishingly he uttered a few words. He spoke’ my dear brother’ his way of addressing me and speaking is full of intimacy. It’s very tremendously arduous in starting to control emotions and coming out from it to eat ice cream. But the faces of my crying and ravenous small siblings stops me to do it. Their tears are my spell to perceive condiments to eat. Then i asked about his ambitions because he is a teenager..he uttered ‘Well’ who don’t want to live a luxurious lifestyle but conditions from which they are going from stop’s him to think about themselves and they start thinking about their family members.

This story filled my heart full of intimacy towards the small vendors hope yours also… So please never abuse and scold to them because everybody have their own problems from which they are suffering from.

Dhanyavadam

This is my first post hope you like it

My lot’s of love towards Swami ji..