The Pencil and Eraser

[strivingobserver98]

Pencil: I'm sorry.

Eraser: For what ? You didn't do anything wrong.

Pencil: I'm sorry, you get hurt because of me. Whenever I made a mistake, you're always there to erase it. But as you make my mistakes vanish, you lose a part of yourself and get smaller and smaller each time.

Eraser: That's true, but I don't really mind. You see, I was made to do this, I was made to help you whenever you do something wrong, even though one day I know I'll be gone.

I'm actually happy with my job. So please, stop worrying I hate seeing you sad.

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Now stop and think ‼


Our Parents are like the eraser, whereas we children are the pencil.
They're always there for us, cleaning up our mistakes.
Along the way they get older and pass away.
But we often fail to thank them for what they have done for us.
So dont forget to think and thank them going the same way [emoji259]

[Umm Abed]

This is so appropriate.

A tribute to all parents:Emoji52:

[hisnameiszzz]

Thank you Farhan for making me feel awful!

I had a huge argument with my Mom the other day about the nutty neighbours and their constant noise pollution. She insisted she will not be forced to move out. In my mind I said something really awful to her. Now I feel really terrible.

We've just started talking again after 2 days of ignoring each other but I still feel disgusted with myself for what I thought after the argument!

:cry::phew

[Amatullah~]

:jz: for this reminder.