A Kindness Story About Humanity
She was holding her lunchbox.
And he was holding a knife.
On a quiet street.
Near a closed shop.
In a small town
lived a girl named Pooja.
She was twelve years old.
She walked to school every day.
Through the same narrow road.
One afternoon,
Pooja felt someone behind her.
She turned around.
A thin man stood there.
His clothes were dirty.
His hands were shaking.
He whispered:
“Give me your bag.”
Pooja froze.
Tears filled her eyes.
The man looked at her lunchbox.
His eyes stayed there.
Not on her bag.
Not on her money.
On her lunch.
Pooja slowly opened her lunchbox.
Inside were two rotis.
And a little sabzi.
She held it out.
“Are you hungry?”
she asked softly.
The man looked shocked.
“No one ever asked me that,”
he said.
His knife fell from his hand.
He sat on the footpath.
And started crying.
“I have not eaten
for two days,”
he said.
“I lost my job.”
“I lost my house.”
“I lost myself.”
Pooja sat beside him.
She broke one roti.
And gave it to him.
Then the second one.
She smiled.
“My mother says,”
she said,
“Hungry people don’t need fear.
They need food.”
The man ate slowly.
Tears fell into the food.
“Why are you helping me?”
he asked.
“You don’t even know me.”
Pooja replied:
“Because you look
like my father
when he is tired.”
The man closed his eyes.
And cried loudly.
The next day…
Pooja reached school.
Her teacher called her name.
Outside the class
stood a clean man.
With a new shirt.
And folded hands.
It was the same man.
He told the teacher everything.
He said:
“This little girl
saved me from becoming
a criminal.”
He gave Pooja a small chocolate.
And said:
“I got a job today.”
“At a garage.”
Pooja smiled.
And went back to her seat.
That night,
Pooja told her mother everything.
Her mother hugged her.
And said:
“You didn’t lose your lunch.”
“You saved a life.”
🌟 MORAL
A small act of kindness
can stop a big crime.
And change a human life forever.
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