Pencil and Eraser !

PENCIL and ERASER

Pencil: I’m sorry.
Eraser: For what?  You didn’t do anything wrong.

Pencil: I’m sorry because you get hurt because of me.  Whenever I make
a mistake, you’re always there to erase it.  But as you make my
mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself.  You get smaller and
smaller each time.

Eraser: That’s true.  But I don't really mind. You see, I am created
to do this.  I am made to help you whenever you do something wrong.

Even though one day, I know I’ll be gone and you’ll replace me with a
new one.  I’m actually happy with my job.  So please, stop worrying.
I hate seeing you sad.

Parents are like the eraser, and the children are like pencils.
 
The parents are always there for their child, cleaning up her/his
mistakes.  Sometimes, along the way, they get hurt, and become smaller
and older.  And some day, they pass on.

The parents are still happy with what they did for their children, and
will always hate seeing their precious ones worrying or sad.


Courtesy: George jacob (biju mail)