I still remember the day when I met with an accident and was taken to a hospital in Jalandhar. Due to injuries I was bleeding like any thing and needed an emergency operation. One of the doctors asked attendant to give me an injection. Though I was wounded severely I denied to the injection from the nurse.
While the nurse was trying her level best but was not being able to give me the injection. All of sudden a 6-7 years old kid came for nurse’s rescue and touched my head with his small hands. I could not stop myself looking at him as he said, “Bhaji Tusi Teeke To Darrde Kyu Ho, Main Ta Nahin Darrda, Kyuki Mere Bajurgon Ne Aapne Dharam De Liye Aapne Sheesh Tak Kalam Kerva Liye”. (“Dear Brother, why are you scared from an injection? Look at me I not scared from anything called injection as I am the son of the great grand parents who scarified their lives for others”).
It touched me from my heart and I got the injection and was operated successfully and returned home after a week in a perfect shape. I don’t know who he was, where did he come from, why did he inspire me to take the injection. Though I never met him again but whenever I see people scary from the troubles of their lives; I share the story of ‘The Little Angel’ and tell them the importance of pains which leads us to better life.