letter to god: child way

Little Bobby came into the kitchen where his mother was making dinner. 

His birthday was coming up and he thought this was a good time to tell his mother what he wanted. 

Mom, I want a bike for my birthday.

Little Bobby was a bit of a troublemaker.

He had gotten into trouble at school and at home. 
Bobby's mother asked him if he thought he deserved to get a bike for his birthday.

Little Bobby, of course, thought he did.

Bobby's mother wanted Bobby to reflect on his behavior over the last year.

Go to your room, Bobby, and think about how you have behaved this year.Then write a letter to krishna and tell him why you deserve a bike for
your birthday.

Little Bobby stomped up the steps to his room and sat down to write krishna a letter. 

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Letter 1 

Dear krishna,

I have been a very good boy this year and I would like a bike for my birthday.
I want a red one. 

Your friend,
Bobby

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Bobby knew that this wasn't true. He had not been a very good boy this year,

So he tore up the letter and started over. 

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Letter 2

Dear krishna,

This is your friend Bobby. I have been a good boy this year and I would like A red bike for my birthday. Thank you. 

Your friend,
Bobby

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Bobby knew that this wasn't true either. So, he tore up the letter and started again.

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Letter 3

Dear krishna,

I have been an OK boy this year. I still would really like a bike for  my birthday.

Bobby

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Bobby knew he could not send this letter to krishna either. So, Bobby wrote a fourth letter. 

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Letter 4

krishna,

I know I haven't been a good boy this year. I am very sorry.I will be a good boy if you just send me a bike for my birthday.

Please! Thank you, 
Bobby

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Bobby knew, even if it was true, this letter was not going to get him a bike.

Now, Bobby was very upset. He went downstairs and told his mom that he
wanted to go to temple. 

Bobby's mother thought her plan had worked, as Bobby looked very sad.

Just be home in time for dinner, Bobby's mother told him. 

Bobby walked down the street to the temple on the corner.
Little Bobby went into the temple and up to the altar.
He looked around to see if anyone was there.
Bobby bent down and picked up a statue of the radha. 
He slipped the statue under his shirt and ran out of the temple, down the street, into the house, and up to his room.
He shut the door to his room and sat down with a piece of paper and a pen.


Bobby began to write his letter to krishna.
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Letter 5 

krishna,

I'VE KIDNAPPED YOUR GIRLFRIEND. IF YOU WANT TO SEE HER AGAIN, SEND THE
BIKE!!!!!!....

 

Do you think this time Bobby will get a Red Bike... ????

seeing thru

How many times you cursed the god when he didn't behaved you wanted...when you asked for help, he tested your patience...when you brood over the ailments which was for a season...when you wanted particular job and didn't got...when you thought you are most disadvantaged in life, career, success...and many more...

Well!!! i am also not saint or so optimistic, so i am same as you are but there are somethings which has to change, acquired, assimilated and get belief that we are so lucky...let me share my feeling when i got associated with some children who actually see the world through other's eye and each one is happy and motivate themselves to do something in life and determined for...

it has been long two months of my aspiration of high studies, i mean ruining of an engineer to become manager...but there was one thing which was still with this so called human...association with some social activity....that started my association with NAB, a association for blind school to rejuvenate and realise the beauty of life....I went their to help them in some subject..i was feeling pity for them ( an image was created that totally helpless) but to my utter disbelief they were playing, helping each other in tracking the path, group studies and their eagerness to extract from us: who came their to help them...

Some were blind, some can see partially....but there were no anguish on their face..they accepted their destiny and were determined to excel....well like other they also had ambition of becoming engineer, doctor etc. and innocence on their face told me that they are eager to reach their...they accepted everything with smile and laughed loud...can you imagine even after 20 odd years we feel home sickness, there were kids of 3-4 yrs who were enjoying life the way we can't do...

no low feel, no sadistic face..only smiling lips to tell the world.."we are grooming ourselves to march with same speed as world is walking"

I was engrossed so much in interacting, talking, playing that when four hours passed i couldn't able to realise...when we were leaving they asked one question " when you are coming next....you have to teach this..." 

i thought that whenever i will get time, i will be there....not because they need me, they know life better than us...i need them to learn the lesson of life and incorporate in myself and to thank god everyday that we are blessed not cursed!!!!