The only Son of a Mother had died on the war front. World War II was then raging and matters had to be done with speed. A neighbour was informed and requested to convey the distressing news to the Mother.
The neighbour gathered a few friends, and went over to her house. She was on her hands and knees scrubbing the kitchen floor. The man said quietly, “I have something very sad to tell you”. Then he paused, “Bill has been killed in
The mother hesitated just for a moment, then the brush continued going around and around. Finally she said, “Well, all of you sit down, won’t you please? I’ll make you a cup of tea”.
They protested, but she insisted, “Please”, she said “I want to make you some tea! I feel like doing it”. And she chatted as she boiled the water, brought out some cakes, arranged the tea, and sat down with the callers.
A longtime after the mourning period was over, her neighbour said to her, “I’ve always admired you for the way you took the news of your boy’s death. But I have never been able to understand it”.
“Well” she said, “My grand mother once told me………..
“Whenever you get any distressing news, don’t stop your work. Whatever you are supposed to be doing at that moment, you should continue to do”.
The best antidote for worry and anxiety is work.
Sandeep Simon Behera
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