Tuesday, 5 August 2025

Half Sweater

Kabir once made fun of his grandfather’s old, sleeveless sweater. “Why don’t you buy a new one?” he laughed. The old man gently replied, “This was knitted by your grandmother when she was still alive. It's not for warmth, it's for memory.” Kabir never joked again. Every winter after that, he folded the sweater neatly and placed it next to his grandfather’s bed.

Moral: Not everything old is replaceable. Some things are worn out but priceless.

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