there was nothing in my purse to worry, just 150 Rs and one envelope with a letter which i wrote for my mother to say that "I lost my job....., i won't be able to send money this month....."
the letter was in my pocket since one week, coz i was not willing to send it to her that she would feel bad.
anyway that 150 Rs was not a big amount.... but who has no job in this expensive city...... and who has to look his family.... for him....., its like 1500 Rs......
After some days, i got a letter from my mother, i was afraid that she wrote for money.....!
but i was shocked to read the letter, - "thank you son! i got the your money 500Rs. that you send to me."
i kept thinking who would have send that money to her....!!
some days passed, i again got another letter from my mother
"dear son, i got a letter , it has very small and bad hand writing , but i broke my glass, i can't read it properly so im sending it to you"
i opened the letter , it said -
" i send 500 rs to your mother.... adding 400 Rs with your 100 Rs.....
after all mother is mother, why should she stay hungry!
anyway, as soon as possible look for a job and look after your mother
your's pickpocketer, "
Moral: no matter what the profession is! good or bad! the feeling for a mother is always same for everyone.