My cell phone was vibrating on my desk, it was a landline number from Delhi. I picked up and it was none other than Neeta who had been calling me for past 1 month. Hey don't get this wrong, Neeta is an executive working with an NGO - "SAVE THE CHILDREN". She had already provided me with all the information required about their NGO. I was trying to avoid her for past couple of weeks with one or other reasons. This time i don't have the way out, i said Neeta give me 24hrs & will surely make the online payment for your good deed. In the night i went through their website: http://savethechildren.in/ i went through their articles on child protection, child education, child survival. They had posted couple of case studies which are really eye openers. Reading all this i realized that if i pay for a good cause this will help children in many ways. My small donation will really help a poor child with good education & they can no more be slaved down for begging at red lights or public places. I would request you all if you are reading this blog; please donate whatever best you can, which will help children. I donated with my happiness so should you.
I was recovering from my viral fever & all hats of to my mom whose efforts had made me recovered so quickly. My platelet counts had gone below the standard mark & I had to take off from my office for almost 2 weeks. I informed my father about illness & requested if they can come for a while to take care of me. Since my mother is a heart patient so we generally avoid giving her shock or any such news which disturbs her. My father told her that we are going to Gurgaon for a while to meet Tinku & will stay for atleast 2-3days. (Tinku is my pet name, so don’t make a joke of it ok.) My mother was over surprised because my father hardly gets space/ time from his job. He loves his job more than my mother, so it was hard for my mother to swallow it so quickly. She had the only thought in her mind was of marriage proposal, she had been dreaming for my marriage for more than a year. Reality was hard for her to see as she got to know about my illness only when she arrived at m...
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