In the bustling streets of India, there was once a young boy named Ravi. Ravi was known in his neighborhood for his kind heart and infectious smile. One sunny morning, he came across a small old man, Mr. Patel, sitting on the sidewalk, looking despondent.
Mrs. Patel, his wife, had been critically ill, and their meager savings were running low. Despite his own financial struggles, Ravi had a small amount of money saved up in his piggy bank.
Without hesitation, Ravi approached Mr. Patel and handed him a 1 rupee coin, saying, \“Take this, Mr. Patel. It\“s all I have, but I hope it brings you some comfort and hope.\“ Mr. Patel was taken aback by the boy\“s generosity and tears welled up in his eyes.
As word spread about Ravi\“s selfless act, the community rallied around the Patel family. Donations came pouring in, and soon enough, Mr. Patel\“s wife was admitted to a hospital with the best possible care.
Months passed, and Ravi continued to visit the Patel family. One day, as he was leaving, Mr. Patel stopped him and said, \“Ravi, you changed our lives. You are a true hero to us.\“ Ravi, ever humble, simply smiled and said, \“It\“s just 1 rupee, Mr. Patel. But it\“s the thought that counts.\“ |
