Tale - a Little Wish
He was in waiting line-up amongst the candidates eligible and called for interview for the post of a teacher in a school. The weather was very pleasant with dense cloud in the sky, but the fear of being unsuccessful, made the drops of sweat on his forehead, forced to come out. It was the burning problem in his city, that the number of unemployed graduates, was increasing in a huge shape. Unfortunately, he got married before completing his graduation due to the illness of his mother with a view to look after her. His only son was now three years old, enough to tell his feelings to his calm father. Though, he was waiting for his number, to be interviewed, all the roaring pictures of his struggling life of his present, moving fast like a movie on the silver screen of his mind. He was not worried about the problems, but there was no answer in his imagination, against the questions to be raised by his wife's silent eyes, if he was not selected again.
Ultimately, he was called. Number of questions were asked all about his calibre, qualifications, ability to handle the students etc. He tried to satisfy with his answers, to the best of his capability, but the dark shade of failure, captured his hopes to be remained untrue again. While returning home, it became raining heavily. He reached at his door and found his son sitting at the window, watching the little school going children, in colourful dress, wearing little raincoats. His son suddenly saw and ran towards him. Wrapping his small arms around his legs, he innocently asked him, " Dad, when your earning will be started, please purchase a raincoat for me." He was overwhelmed. Whether it was the pretending dialogue of his wife against his question for purchasing the same, or the nature had made him so matured.
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