He was only twelve years old.
But he carried a man’s burden.
In a small village lived a poor boy named Raju
with his sick father.
His father owed money to a rich moneylender.
Every week, the moneylender came and shouted.
“Pay my money or leave this house!”
Raju watched silently.
One evening, his father coughed badly.
“I am sorry, my son,”
his father whispered.
“I have left you with a debt instead of a future.”
Raju wiped his father’s tears.
“Don’t worry, Baba,” he said softly.
“I will pay it.”
The next morning, Raju went to the town.
He worked in a tea shop.
He cleaned dishes.
He carried heavy sacks.
He washed bicycles.
Every coin he earned,
he saved carefully.
He stopped going to school.
He stopped playing with friends.
Months passed.
His hands became rough.
His eyes became tired.
One day, Raju walked into the moneylender’s house.
He placed a small cloth bundle on the table.
Inside it were coins and notes.
“This is your money,” he said.
The moneylender counted.
It was exact.
He looked at the boy in shock.
“You are only a child,” he said.
Raju replied calmly:
“I am a son.”
That night, Raju’s father hugged him and cried.
“You are richer than kings,”
he said.
Raju finally understood:
Responsibility turns children into heroes.
🌟 MORAL
True responsibility is the courage to carry someone else’s burden.
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