your walking down the street and suddenly to come across a man distributing food to the slums children write a short story with moral
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Answer: This continued for days. On one of these days, i was too close to them that he even gave me a packet, when i told him that he made a mistake, he told me that he knowingly gave it to me and asked me, smiling, to keep the food and eat it when I got the time. I was dumfounded by that reply but I pulled myself together and curiosity got better of me and I ran after the mysterious man.
After he had stopped, I asked him that why was he doing this. The smile on the man's face dissapeared and a grim and sad look replaced it. He stood there for a few moments as if some dreadful memories came back to him.
Then he answered," My neme is Shekhar. Nirmala was 5 months pregnent with our child. I was driving her to the doctor's. We were quaralling over something but i don't remember what. I don't know if someone came in front of the car or the tires slipped, but the next thing I knew was that I was strapped to the seat upside down. The medics confirmed that Nirmala died with her child at impact." Tears formed in his eyes, he continued," Since then i look for my unborn child in these poor souls."
I said no more. I comforted him, then left quietly leaving him, because sometimes, a man needs some solitude rater than company.
Moral: A man who has lost his family, looks for ther people whom he could love as if they were family, for whom he would have done anything.