A social worker
meets a thief
Translated by
P.R.Ramachander
(Translated from Bhanu Ravi’s posting. Thanks to you.)
One middle aged
social worker was returning home,
And he was stopped a very young lad holding a knife ,
And demanded his
purse and the social worker ,
Did not hesitate
for a moment and gave his purse
to him.
The young thief
started running away from there ,
And the social worker
called him back and told him,
“It is very cold outside and so please take my coat
and wear it,
And the thief told him,” I am not able to understand you.”
The social worker
told him, “You seem to be very
hungry,
And if you are
agreeable we would go and eat some food in a hotel nearby,
And also seeing
you rising your life itself
for a few hundred rupees,
I feel you are in
a very deep trouble and let us discuss
it over a cup of tea.”
The thief was utterly
confused and went to a hotel
nearby,
And all the employees
as well as manager respected the social worker ,
And seeing this the thief asked , Why so much respect to
you, do you own it?”
But the social worker smiled and told, “I came here often
and they all know me.”
The thief watched him behaving with great politeness with even the waiter,
And wondered why,
and the social worker told , “I was
taught in my school like that,
Were you not?” and the thief said , “Ofcourse
but I thought it was all humbug”
And when the bill
was presented , the social worker asked
for his purse so that he can pat,
The Thief did not run away and then the
social worker told him,
“Somehow I like your knife , would you sell it to me
?” and thieffdid sell it,
And without taking the purse took leave
of the social worker and told him,
“You have changed me
and now on I would prefer to
starve than rob.”
And this is a real story
of Mr Julio dias , who
lived in USA and teaches us,
That any one who thinks
about problems of others
than his own problems,
Who always speaks
sweetly and who never break
down would find world his oyster .”
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