Monday, December 04, 2006

A short story ...

Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge.
The father was kind of scared so he asked his little daughter,"Sweetheart, please hold my hand so that you don't fall into the river.

"The little girl said, "No, Dad. You hold my hand."
"What's the difference?" Asked the puzzled father.
"There's a big difference," replied the little girl."

If I hold your hand and something happens to me, chances are that I maylet your hand go. But if you hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what happens, you will never let my hand go.

"In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its bind, but in its bond.
So hold the hand of the person whom you love rather than expecting them to hold yours...

17 comments:

Hip Grandma said...

wonderful how do you manage to get them??

starry nights said...

Loved this story.Thanks for sharing.

Keshi said...

thats such a nice story!

Keshi.

Cecilia said...

Nice one..read it b4..nice to read it again here..and love the pic..so cute:)

Mahadevan said...

A tiny story conveys what a great message! Can a father's love for his little one be explained better?

Ajay said...

touching and meaningful to the core

Reshmi said...

Thatz some of the best collection of words which draw a wonderful picture of love and the bond shared b/w a dad and daughter..
First time here and I have to say that the first post of yours that I read prompts me to stick to this page.

Regards,
Reshmi

Neers said...

very beautiful story

mizfit said...

this story reminded me of my numerous walks with my dad when i was little. i still remember how he used to hold my hand firmly and i felt so safe.:(

even now when we go for our walks,he often holds my hand and i turn 2yrs old again... :)

i miss my daddy! :'(

Usha said...

So true.Trust is something that we keep losing as we grow older - is it because of experience? or do we begin to rely more on ourselves that others?

kavya said...

so beautiful..
nice blog...read ur previous posts too.

hillgrandmom said...

Nice story and so true isn't it(as in the adult never letting the child go)?

passerby55 said...

Hi Preeta,

You are the first..
Well, these stories come my way. maybe someone tells me or i read it or are floating on the net.IF they touch me i share it here. That's it!
Thankyou for your comment.

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you are welcome Lalitha.
how are you keeping now?
Thankyou for visiting me.

passerby55 said...

Hi Keshi girl,

How are you? I hear the aussie's celebrate christmas by looking at their neighbours. ALL the houses are wonderfully decorated and it is a good time in OZ.

It seems you need NOT go to a MAll to see christmas, it is right there, next door, in australia...cheers!

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Welcome to my blog world Cecillia
Thankyou for those kind words. I am glad you liked the picture.
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passerby55 said...

Hello Mahadevan,
You said it all. It feels great to read your comment here.

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how are you ajay?

thankyou for visting my space.

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HEy Reshmi,

Thankyou for those kind and lovely words.

Welcome to my space.... :)
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passerby55 said...

Hello Neers!The Nightingale of the blogworld.

ANd then wise say: beauty lies in the eyes of the beholder.
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Hey My fair lady!

I Can imagine you behaving like a two year old, crying for candy, ice lollies and dad refusing it to you .......hehe

keep smiling!
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passerby55 said...

Hello Usha,

Yes, trust gets difficult as we grow older. But ones we find that "trustworthy", its indeed a lifelong bond!

thankyou
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Welcome to my space Kavya.

thankyou

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Hi Hillgrandmom,
Thankyou for your kind words.

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