The bowl of noodles

bowlofnoodle

Was browsing my old weblog to find out when my dad actually remarried and i chance upon this entry i had posted many years back…

That night, Sue had a huge quarrel with her mum and without bringing anything with her, she ran out of the house. While she was walking on the street, she realised she did not have any money on her, not even a cent to make a phone call. As she was walking along the street, she spotted a noodle stall. Having had no dinner yet, how she longed for a bowl.

But, she had no money.

After awhile, the boss seeing Sue hesitating in front of his stall, asked: ‘Hey Miss, do you want a bowl of noodles?’

‘But…but…I didn’t bring any money with me…’ she answered shyly.

‘It’s alright, I’ll give you a treat.’ The boss said, ‘Come have a seat, I’ll cook you a bowl of noodles.’

Not long after, the owner served Sue with a bowl of noodles and a plate of vegetables. Sue ate a few mouthfuls and she started to tear.

‘What happened, Miss?’ the owner asked.

‘Nothing, I’m just touched!’ Sue said while drying her tears.

‘Even a stranger I met on the street would offer to cook a bowl of noodle and treat me! But… my own mother, after a quarrel she chased me out of the house and told me not to go back anymore. You as a complete stranger could show me care and concern while my own mother…she’s so cruel.’ She said to the owner.

The boss after hearing what Sue had said, replied with a sigh: ‘Miss, how can you think that way? Ponder over this, I just cooked a bowl of noodles for you and you are so touched. BUT Your mother have been cooking noodles and rice for you since you are young till now, why aren’t
you grateful to her? And you even quarrel with her?’

Sue was stunned upon hearing that. ‘Why didn’t I think of that? A bowl of noodles from a stranger and I’m so grateful but yet my own mother had been cooking for me for so many years and I’m not even showing the least concern about her. And because of a trivial matter, I quarrelled with her.’ She finished her noodle swiftly and braced herself up towards the direction of home.

As she was walking home, she thought to herself what she wanted to tell her mum right now… ‘Mum, I’m sorry, I know I’m at fault, please forgive me.’

Once she reached the doorstep, she saw her tired and anxious mother, searching everywhere for her. When she spotted Sue, the first sentence that came out of her mouth is: ‘Sue, come into the house quickly, I’ve the dinner ready and it’ll be cold if you are not eating it now.’

At that moment, Sue was unable to hold her tears anymore and she started weeping in front of her mum.

Many times, we are exceptionally grateful to other people around us for the little random gestures they show us, but to our close ones, especially our parents, it’s a lifetime of gratitude that we have to remember?

But very often we treat that as such a natural process for them to sacrifice for us and take them for granted. Not only towards our parents, but our siblings and close buddies… We demand, expect and forget.

However, a parent’s love and care is the most valuable gift given to us since our birth. They don’t expect much from us for raising us but think about it… Do we treasure this unconditional sacrifice from our parents?

We often don’t know what we are missing until we lose them… Please don’t.

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One response to “The bowl of noodles

  1. Wow.. what a thought provoking entry. 🙂 U r right babe.. I never thought about it this way.

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