Old fine artist

He was fine artist

He was an old man, former fine artist, I saw him and went close to him, felt sorry for him, he was in adverse condition, once he would have car and a bungalow but that day he was almost like a beggar. I inquired him about his health and problems. Before leaving he told me “Thanks for understanding my sorrows and wiping my tears.” Certainly he was in worst circumstances. “I am sorry, I do not understand your tears.” I said. “It is very unfortunate that a person like you is wandering for survival and hardly you are getting one time meal. But t would be a big lie if you say (I can understand). ” He replied with smile and whispered “WOW!”

10 Sept 2013