Sunday, June 03, 2007

For a close friend....

I rarely forward stuff… but this was a particularly touching piece and I thought it has to be shared with someone special. You came to mind…. I have CCed this email to you all but please consider that I have personally thought of you individually. You have made a difference in my life in very special ways that I shall always remember…..

I shall hope to actually sit and write one of these letters for you sometime!

 

Thank you for being there for me

 

Raghu

3rd June 2007

Mumbai

 

 

 

Too Busy for a Friend...


One day a teacher asked her students to list the names of the other students in the room on two sheets of paper, leaving a space between each name.

Then she told them to think of the nicest thing they could say about each of their classmates and write it down.

It took the remainder of the class period to finish their assignment, and as the students left the room, each one handed in the papers.

 
That Saturday, the teacher wrote down the name of each student on a separate sheet of paper, and listed what everyone else had said about that individual.


On Monday she gave each student his or her list. Before long, the entire class was smiling. "Really?" she heard whispered. "I never knew that I meant anything to anyone!" and, "I didn't know others liked me so much," were most of the comments.


 
No one ever mentioned those papers in class again. She never knew if they discussed them after class or with their parents, but it didn't matter. The exercise had accomplished its purpose. The students were happy with themselves and one another. That group of students moved on.


 
Several years later, one of the students was killed in

Vietnam and his teacher attended the funeral of that special student. She had never seen a serviceman in a military coffin before. He looked so handsome, so mature.


  The church was packed with his friends. One by one those who loved him took a last walk by the coffin. The teacher was the last one to bless the coffin.


As she stood there, one of the soldiers who acted as pallbearer came up to her. "Were you Mark's math teacher?" he asked. She nodded: "yes." Then he said: "Mark talked about you a lot."


 
After the funeral, most of Mark's former classmates went together to a luncheon. Mark's mother and father were there, obviously waiting to speak with his teacher.

 

"We want to show you something," his father said, taking a wallet out of his pocket "They found this on Mark when he was killed. We thought you might recognize it."

 
Opening the billfold, he carefully removed two worn pieces of notebook paper that had obviously been taped, folded and refolded many times. The teacher knew without looking that the papers were the ones on which she had listed all the good things each of Mark's classmates had said about him.

 
"Thank you so much for doing that," Mark's mother said. "As you can see, Mark treasured it."


All of Mark's former classmates started to gather around. Charlie smiled rather sheepishly and said, "I still have my list. It's in the top drawer of my desk at home."

 

Chuck's wife said, "Chuck asked me to put his in our wedding album."

 
"I have mine too," Marilyn said. "It's in my diary"

 

Then Vicki, another classmate, reached into her pocketbook, took out her wallet and showed her worn and frazzled list to the group.

 "I carry this with me at all times," Vicki said and without batting an eyelash, she continued: "I think we all saved our lists"

 


That's when the teacher finally sat down and cried. She cried for Mark and for all his friends who would never see him again.


  The density of people in society is so thick that we forget that life will end one day. And we don't know when that one day will be.


 

So please, tell the people you love and care for, that they are special and important. Tell them, before it is too late.

 

 

Best Regards,

 

Raghunandan Jagdish

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