Short Stories About Love
The Rotten Fruits
It was New Year's Eve again and I was in a hurry to buy
fruits because my mother told me it would bring good luck.
Hence, I went to the marketplace and went to the fruit
stalls. While looking for fresh and juicy fruits, I noticed
a boy who seemed to be looking for something. I walked
away and continued on my task of buying fruits. After
some time, I was really tired after walking for a couple
of hours and carrying a few kilograms of fruits. I tried
to carry the fruits home but my body won't listen to me.
I decided to rest at the nearest cafe.
While eating at the cafe, a boy caught my attention.
He looked familiar to me and I recognized him as the boy
who was looking for something earlier. He was still looking
for something. I also noticed that he was carrying a torn
bag that was filled up. My curiosity got the better of
me so I paid my bills and secretly followed the boy.
I followed him and noticed that he was picking up fruits
that were nearly rotten that had fallen by the roadside.
I thought that the bag might be filled with fruits like
the one he picked up. Questions filled my mind. What will
he do with the useless fruits which were rejected by others?
Who will he give the fruits to? At that point of time,
I decided that the kid is probably a poor beggar that
eats rotten fruits.
I followed him until he stopped at the park. The boy
slowly removed the fruits out of the bag and started eating
them. I was disgusted by what the boy did so I went up
to him and told him to stop. I told him that he might
get ill by eating the rotten fruits. However, he wouldn't
listen to me and continued eating. To my surprise, he
invited me to sit beside him and have a little talk.
I sat beside him and he stopped eating. That made me
felt slightly better. He started telling me his story.
He was a child of a poor couple. They passed away when
he was only five years old and he has been surviving on
his own ever since. This moved me greatly but the rest
of his story is even more amazing.
He told me that he will pick up every fruit he sees even
though it's rotten.
When I asked him why, he answered, "I picked up these
fruits which other people reject because they don't know
the value of these fruits. The trees wait for months just
to bear fruits but people reject it. I think this will
make the trees sad so I value the fruits and eat them
whole-heartedly. I don't know why people reject the love
the trees bear for us."
This really touched me as I realized that this young
child understands the true meaning of love. He is a boy
who is able to see true beauty despite the appearance.
The child taught me a lesson and I hope that all of you
would try to change for the better too. If a child's eyes
can see inner beauty then surely we as grown-ups can do
so too.
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