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Thursday 28 August, 2008
 03:50 | 26/Nov/2007 |  14 Comment(s)
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Mr.Ashok Tiwari, in one of his posts on "Angel" had stated, "I had read in some books that each individual has an "ANGEL" of his/her own." This reminded me of a story I read sometime back, author of which is unknown. Here it is:

Once upon a time there was a child ready to be born. So one day he asked God: "How am I going to live on earth being so small and helpless?"

God replied, "Among the many angels, I chose one for you. She will be waiting for you and will take care of you."

"But tell me, here in Heaven, I don"t do anything else but sing and smile, that"s enough for me to be happy."

"Your angel will sing for you and will also smile for you every day. And you will feel your angel"s love and be happy."

"And how am I going to be able to understand when people talk to me, if I don"t know the language that men talk?"

"Your angel will tell you the most beautiful and sweet words you will ever hear, and with much patience and care, your angel will teach you how to speak."

"And what am I going to do when I want to talk to you?"

"Your angel will place your hands together and will teach you how to pray."

"I"ve heard that on earth there are bad men. Who will protect me?"

"Your angel will defend you even if it means risking its life."

"But I will always be sad because I will not see you anymore."

"Your angel will always talk to you about me and will teach you the way for you to come back to me, even though I will always be next to you."

At that moment there was much peace in Heaven, but voices from earth could already be heard, and the child in a hurry asked softly:

"Oh God, if I am about to leave now, please tell me my angel"s name."

"Your angel"s name is of no importance, you will call your angel: Mommy.





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