Prashant Subhashchandra Salunke
Translators :
Anupam Chaturvedi
Thank You Note….By Anupam Chaturvedi
Reading to Prashant sir’s story is always been interesting. I am fan of his stories since a long time. Each of his stories is damn inspirational and motivational. His stories always carry a message, a moral for his society. In addition, that is what keeps me stuck to him and his articles more and more. Even he, as a person is much helpful and inspirational. It is good to work with him.
This story, when I read it gave me a sudden feeling about people’s thinking of bad or good influence, which made me to translate this story in English for other read not so good in Hindi & Gujarati. I hope I would translate some more in future. As good things are, need to spread.
He is going to publish books I am glad to hear about it wishing him all the best for his ignited future.
In influence of artificial things,
Love is turning fake.
Prash, Here a scar on heart is nothing,
People are bothered about object's sake.
Vilasbhai went to meet his friend Suhas at his place. Suhas's house was perfectly decorated. The way newly married bride wears ornaments, in the same way Suhas's house was gloomy with the decorative pieces. Vilasbhai was extremely pleased with his house. He said, "Suhas, your house seems to be heaven. Your house is much beautiful. Tiredness of full day flew away as soon as I entered your house." Pleased by the appreciation, Suhas started showing each and every corner of house to Vilasbhai. Even Vilasbhai was keen to know about construction and decorations of the house. Now they were in the room of Upper floor. There Suhas's daughter was playing near an ancient flower vase. Seeing her playing in this manner, Suhas started cussing her. He shouted, "What the heck you're doing here? I have told you numerous times that stay away from the statues and vases. Do you know how precious they are?
Suddenly seeing Suhas, his daughter Drashti was frightened.
Vilasbhai spared a glance all over the house. Whole house was accommodated with vases in every corner, and statues on every wall. If that girl have to stay away from them then she need to go out of the house. Now the house which was seeming heaven few moments ago was feeling like a prison to Vilasbhai.
Suhas was busy in scolding. "Dumb. I have told you many times, still you're doing it."
Suhas slapped her in anger. Drashti started crying and ran to her mother. Suhas went to Vilasbhai and said, "Come, I'll show you my house."
Vilasbhai said, "Enough Suhas. I'm done seeing your house."
Suhas said, "What happened Vilasbhai? Any problem in the house?"
Vilasbhai said, "Suhas, you're telling this place decorated with artificial things a house? Is your daughter Drashti happy in this house? You're loving the artificial things instead of living beings. The statue made by an artist has worth to you, but a body made by God, your Drashti seems dumb and foolish to you."
Suhas said, "You're here just for a single day that's why you're saying this. If you will stay here for few more days then you will understand that this Drashti is too mischievous, and in studies she is dumb. I'm done with this foolish girl."
Vilasbhai said peacefully, "Suhas, you use these words Dumb, foolish in front of her?"
Suhas said in anger, "Yes friend. Not once but hundreds times in a day I use it. I have to say dumb to a dumb. Do you think I need to say that my daughter is clever. There is no other girl like my daughter in the whole world. Should I say that?"
Vilasbhai said, "Yeah, Exactly. You have to say that. Keep the kids happy, and make them learn that how to win."
Suhas, "What?"
Vilasbhai said, "Let me tell you a story. A student came back to his home from school. Not well in studies, such a guy he was. He gave a letter to his mother and said, "Mom, my principal gave me this letter and told me to give it only to you." With the eagerness to know about that what's written in the letter, Mother opened the letter and tears started rolling down as she red it. That guy asked her mother, "Mom, what's written in the letter?"
His Mother wiped off her tears and said, "Your Principal said that your lad is extremely genius and we can't handle him. Our school is too small to teach him. So it would be better if you enroll him in some good school."
"As time passed that guy became a great scientist. His Mother passed away. One day he was cleaning his mother's room, he discovered that letter kept properly in the drawer. With eagerness he opened the letter, in it was written, "Your son isn't good in studies. Even though we teach him many times, he never understoods. We are bothered about the image of our school so we are cancelling his admission. You kindly find another school for him." tears were there in eyes of that scientist. That night he noted in his diary, "Making a great scientist from a dumb guy was her genius mother - Thomas Alva Edison"
After sometime Vilasbhai said, "That's why I'm saying that never address the kids with words like dumb and foolish. Try to discover his strength. Every one here is for a purpose, no one is born without a reason to live. And if you can't figure out that reason then you're foolish and not that kid. More the Times you speak, more you leave a sign on her soft heart. More you beat them, every time their soul dies. Keep in mind, broken things may get stick, but broken heart can't. The way thread gets joint after breaking, in same manner relations get worse. She is a kid think of her as a kid. Be a kid with the kid, and you will feel that the kid is more intelligent than you."
And yeah, instead of loving the artificial things, you better love living beings in your home. The day you remove this artificially show off from your home, call me that day, I'll come to see your house that day."
And saying this Vilasbhai departed from there. Drashti was crying in the room. Suhas went to the vase where Drashti was playing, and made it sure that whether it's broken or not.
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