Balloon, kid and me....

The day I never forgot in my life, it was hectic day, with full of dissatisfaction, displeasure, doubting about consent, loads of pending works, et al...If I keep on this; my dictionary will lack the synonyms. Nonetheless, one thing happened from which I realized there are much more complexities in life. My work stress, displeasure, my dissatisfaction feeling all went away when I got the job of carrying a balloon safely that it could not blow up and the small kid that is sitting in her mother's lap will not feel heartrending. The 2 hours of negative thoughts while travelling back to home in bus; all vanish in that 10 minute of auto ride. Small baby with her maa and me sharing the same auto when due to space constraint kid's mother asked me to carry the balloon and precised the consequences if faulty that balloon will burst than the tear from kid will not stop until she go to bed. That was the hectic task for me, my full concentration was on that balloon and little angel's concentration was on me...that time imagined her as a boss and was feeling scary with her looks. I was just praying to Almighty that they would get down as early...Finally the parting moment came, mother got the chance to teach gratitude and asked her daughter to say thanks for carrying the balloon carefully. kid replied was so shocking for me and felt all my effort was wasted when she said, "Mama I didn't liked this balloon...ide bavvaledu (this is not nice)"