If you visit many of our old folk’s homes, you will see old men and women kept there, not because they have nowhere else to stay, but because their children threw them out. They either signed their homes over to their children or the children started eyeing the space the old people were occupying. A few years ago, I did some fact finding on these homes and found many such senior citizens who had been deprived of a place to spend their last years.
Here’s a story of an old man who moved in with his son.
The first few years were perfect. The family was very understanding and loved him very much, especially his grandson and he in return loved them all. They were a happy family.
Time passed by and little cracks appeared. The old man they felt spent too much time in the bathroom!
They said he slept too often and too long! Slowly love gave place to tolerance and tolerance to intolerance, till gradually the once loving relationship started deteriorating.
“Father,” said his once loving son a little abruptly, “Your grandson’s grown up now, he needs his own room, you’ll have to shift to the balcony,” and though the little boy protested that he loved having his grandfather with him, the old man was moved out.
One day the young successful son came home and as he sat in his favourite arm chair, downing a drink, he heard the now familiar sound of his father snoring gently in the background.
The sound disturbed his thoughts and he rushed out into the balcony.
He saw his father curled up under his favourite blanket lazily, enjoying an afternoon nap.
“Get out,” he shouted at the startled old man. “I don’t want you anymore in this house, “I’ve had enough, and take that blanket along with you”.
Without uttering a word the father wrapped his blanket around his aged shoulders and walked down the steps and away.
Suddenly the young man heard the voice of his little son shouting, “Father stop grandpa, he is taking the blanket with him”.
“Let him take the blanket,” said the young man looking at his son in surprise.
But the little boy ran to his grandfather snatched the blanket from his aged shoulders and threw it on his own father.
“Father,” he shouted, “cut half of the blanket and keep it for yourself, for when you grow old and I throw you out of the house, you will need this to cover yourself with it”.
With these words he flung his arms around his grandfather and clung to him. His father seeing this realized what he had done, looked at his father and said, “I’m sorry father, please stay. My son has taught me a lesson, that what we do to our parents they will do to us..!”

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