This is a short story I recently heard and it really touched my heart. I wanted to share it with you guys. I am not sure of the original author or the original source and I am not copy pasting it but I have no rights to this concept and idea. But the content is purely my thought.
A man is walking in a park holding his two year old son by hand when suddenly a bird catches the eye of the boy and he excitedly asks his father, “Dad, what’s that?”
“It’s a crow”, replied the father lovingly.
As they walked a few more steps, the boy starts pulling his father’s hand yelling and looking towards the tree, “Dad, what’s that?”
The father follows the boy’s gaze, smiles at him and replies, “It’s a crow.”
A few more steps and the boy asks his father again, “Dad, what’s that?” and the father replies calmly, “Son, it’s a crow.” This goes on for a while until they finally decide to head home.
As soon as they reach home, the father goes directly into his room, opens his personal journal and jots down in it; “I took my son to the park today. He asked me thirty times about the crow, and it was the cutest thing in the world.”
Thirty years have gone by. The father has grown old and weary while the son, now thirty two, has become very busy.
Father hesitantly picks up his phone from the dining table and call his son, his hand shaking.
“What is it dad? I am a bit busy”, the son answers arrogantly.
“Can you come, please?” requests the father in an unsteady voice.
The son, feeling agitated, answers, “Why dad? I’ve got work to do.”
“Son, please. I just need fifteen minutes.”
“Oh! Alright dad. I’ll be there as soon as possible.” The son replies and cuts the call hurriedly.
As the father sees his son coming, he steps out of the house walking slowly, supporting his every step with a cane, carrying a leather covered book in his hand and requests his son to take him to the park.
The son, feeling irritated by now, does as the father requested hoping for it to end soon. As they reach the park, the son asks his father, “Is it going to take long, dad?”
“Don’t worry, I know you are a very busy man. Please walk with me for a while.” Replies the father looking at his son with his tired eyes. They start walking silently into the park and the father grabs his son’s hand and asks abruptly, “Son, what is that?” pointing at a bird drinking from the fountain.
“Dad! Seriously! Is it a game? It’s a crow”, replies the son looking confused and angry. The father, turns and walks toward a park bench, lowering his gaze after feeling the frustration in his son’s tone. As he sits down, he points again at a bird in a tree and calls his son, “Son, what is that?”
The son, now furious, starts yelling at his father, “THIS IS WHAT YOU DRAGGED ME ALL THE WAY HERE FOR? IS IT SOME KIND OF A JOKE? I JUST GOT YOU NEW GLASSES A FEW WEEKS BACK. CAN’T YOU SEE? IT’S A CROW DAD, IT’S A GODFORSAKEN CROW”.
The father grabs his son by the wrist and pulls him down, sitting him down next to himself on the park bench. As the son uncomfortably starts to look around, trying to ignore his father, the father opens the leather covered book he had brought and tells his son, “You know thirty years ago on this very day, something beautiful happened to me and I want to share it with you son” and hands the open book to his son with tears in his eyes. The son turns his attention to the book, making sure there is no eye contact with his father and reads,
“I TOOK MY SON TO THE PARK TODAY. HE ASKED ME THIRTY TIMES ABOUT THE CROW, AND IT WAS THE CUTEST THING IN THE WORLD.”