My favorite train story.

One old man is sitting with his 25 years old son in a train. The train is about to leave the station. All passengers are settling down on their own seats. As the train is moving, the young man felt excited, joy and full of curiosity. He was sitting on the window side. He puts one hand out and let the feeling of the passing air. He shouted...” Papa, see all the trees are going behind”. The old man smiled and admired his son’s feeling. Beside the young man, there was a couple sitting and listening to all the conversation between father and son. They were little annoyed and felt awkward to see the attitude of a 25 years old man behaving like a little child.

Suddenly the young man again shouted, “Papa…papa, see the pond, the animals and the clouds are moving with the train. The couple watched the young man with annoying feelings. Now it is started to rain and some rain water touches the young man’s hand. He felt the joy and close his eyes and shouted again “Papa, it’s raining, the rain water is touching me…see papa.”

The couple could not help themselves and ask the old man, “Why don’t you visit the doctor and get your son treated” The old man said “Yes, we coming from the hospital, only today my son has got his eyes for the first time of his life”.

The above story touches me personally…why?

I have a son…a child with Aspergent Sydrome – an Autism. His passion is about train as well and behaves in the same manner of the young boy above. I love him very much and give him my undivided love and attention and I know others who have not encounter with such wonderful people would not able to understand the love and fulfilling of having such child.

Adam, papa loves you very much.

Ohalf