I have never bought myself anything expensive. But it was soon going to change. I saved to buy a purse and happily sang in my heart as I headed home after purchasing it. In the rain, in my hurry to get back home I left behind my precious, much-awaited purse in the auto.
One hour later, in my kitchen as I cooked dinner, I was beginning to recollect the conversation I had with the man who drove the auto today. He asked me, 'What do you do? ' I said, 'I work for very poor and unfortunate people.' He was scolding a eunuch in the traffic junction, and I pointed and said, 'Look, they are the ones I work for.And I love them, each one of them.' He just looked at me.
The door bell rang. My brother attended to it. He walked into my kitchen and said, "Did you buy a new purse and left it behind? A man just came and returned it for you."
I was so happy that moment. My eyes filled with tears. This happiness was much deeper than the kind I felt with the purse.
PS: This is not an article. Its an experience that occurred today and I want to share with each and every sister on World Pulse and every person who has given up .