“Oh! Dear, I was happily shouting and enjoying with my family” says jasmine and
continues, “when I was unexpectedly plucked by a person when I was dancing with joy I was really hurt and shouted with pain but in vain. Later I was mixed with other flowers who were stronger than me but were as sad as me we cried to no one’s care, then we were all transferred into a large gunny bags where we fell on other hurting ourselves and crying in pain. We were all scared as it was very dark inside. Slowly we recovered and made friends with each other. We were all suffocating in the large gunny bag we were tied in. Then the gunny bag was thrown in the market and sold to vendors. We were later on released and then again weighed to the customers who purchased us. Oh! God we were feeling very tired of our aimless journey.
Some of our friends were tied tight to make a garland and some were stuck with given to decorate for the function. Oh! God! At last, I was relieved when a lady purchased me and took me home to worship God “It was placed at the feet of God”. Do you know who the lady was?” the Mother questions, and the boy replies,” It is you! Isn’t it mother?”The mother tells “So my boy everyone has the responsibility in one’s life, and God approves and shows Mercy and protects one who works hard for one’s success in life and you should always remember that “Work is Worship”.
The boy is overjoyed and consoled by this story and happily returns to finish his homework.
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