Friendship Messiah

Cleaning my books cupboard was a terrible task but it turned out to be worthwhile for two reasons. Firstly, constant nagging for cleaning the cupboard has come to a dead end and secondly, when I found this article called "Friendship Messiah" safely lying under a pile of folders since a couple of years back, probably when I did not even know how to use a computer. But, I am glad for preserving it for so many years because today I have this wonderful opportunity of sharing it and letting out the message, the message which needs to absorbed by everyone of us. This is what the article had to offer:


Mark was walking home from school one day when he noticed the boy ahead of him had tripped and dropped all of the books he was carrying, along with two sweaters, a baseball bat, a glove and a small tape recorder. Mark knelt down and helped the boy pick up the scattered articles. 

Since they were going the same way, he helped to carry part of the burden. As they walked Mark discovered the boy's name was Bill, that he loved video games, baseball and history, and that he was having lots of trouble with his other subjects and that he had just broken up with his girlfriend. 

They arrived at Bill's home first and Mark was invited in for a Coke and to watch some television. The afternoon passed pleasantly with a few laughs and some shared small talk, then Mark went home. 
They continued to see each other around school, had lunch together once or twice, then both graduated from junior high school. They ended up in the same high school where they had brief contacts over the years. 

Finally the long-awaited senior year came and three weeks before graduation, Bill asked Mark if they could talk. Bill reminded him of the day years ago when they had first met. "Did you ever wonder why I was carrying so many things home that day?" asked Bill. "You see, I cleaned out my locker because I didn't want to leave a mess for anyone else. I had stored away some of my mother's sleeping pills and I was going home to commit suicide. But after we spent some time together talking and laughing, I realised that if I had killed myself, I would have missed that time and so many others that might follow. So you see Mark, when you picked up those books that day, you did a lot more, you saved my life."



This is what the article reflects and the message to be absorbed by everyone of us - 

Every little hello, every little smile, every helping hand saves a hurting heart & always remember,

"NO ACT OF KINDNESS, NO MATTER HOW SMALL, IS NEVER WASTED" 

There's a miracle called "Friendship" that dwells in the heart. You do not know how it happens or when it gets started but, you know they make you smile and encourage you to succeed. They lend an ear, they share a word of praise, and they always want to open their heart to us and vice versa. Never hesitate to show your friends how much you appreciate them and what they mean to you!!