Social media share of a story translation from Tamil.
One day, in a Berlin city park, a little girl was crying because she had lost her doll.
A young man, who looked about 20 years old, noticed her and instead of walking past like others, asked her, “Why are you crying?” He then said, “Come on, let’s look for your doll!” and helped her search for it. As it got dark, he reassured her, “I’ll come back tomorrow. We can search together again.” and sent her home.
The next day, he returned and handed her a letter, supposedly from the doll, which he read out loud. The letter said, “Please don’t cry… I have gone on a trip to see the world. I will come back soon. Until then, I will write to you about my adventures every day.”
From then on, he brought a daily letter from the doll, filled with stories of faraway lands and the doll’s amazing adventures, which made the little girl very happy.
Eventually, the doll wrote, “My journeys are over. I’ll be back tomorrow. My long travels might have changed my appearance a bit, but it’s still me. Please accept me.”
The girl eagerly awaited the doll’s return. The next day, he brought a doll that matched her descriptions. Even though it looked different, the little girl lovingly accepted it.
As she grew up, she realized all the man had told her were comforting lies. But the kindness of a stranger who didn’t ignore a crying little girl but instead took the time to console her had left a profound impact on her. It planted a seed of great love in her, helping her grow into a compassionate person who cared for others.
Years passed, and one day she came across an obituary in the newspaper. That was when she learned that the man who had comforted her was the famous writer Franz Kafka. She rushed to hug the doll and found Kafka’s final letter hidden inside. It read, “Dear girl… Everything we love might be lost and never found again. But believe… Love will find its way back to us in another form.”
Change is inevitable. However, Kafka believed it brings unexpected gifts and new beginnings, which is what happened to the girl. Even if we lose what we love, they often return to us in surprising and meaningful ways. We should learn to embrace life’s changes and disappointments.
Savvy Raj 
August 5, 2024 at 11:06 am
SMiLes Dear Savvy LoVE Eternal True and New
Now Spreading in Ways We’ll Never Be Able to
Measure Other than SPiRiT Wings of
HeART And SoUL That Continue
New Shores of Ocean Whole
Water Waves as Rain Drops
Of LoVE iN Peace We Give Share
Care and Heal Away Free iN Peace
With Most Respect and Least Harm
iN JoY
Does Create
New Shores of
Being in Balance
We’ll Never Measure
Yet Everlasting More
in Change for the Better
Yet It’s True LoVE iN Peace
Is Only a Practice An Art Ever Changing
ACRoSS Our Lifespans as those of Us Who
Have Faced Dark that Any Metaphorical Demon
Would Fear to Tread to Get Lost Understand Where
The Human
Soul Can
And Will Go
So How Will We Turn
Our Backs On Those
Who Reach Out For Others
To Fill Their Emptiness Within
It Depends on How Deep We’ve Traveled
in the BLaCK Abyss if Far Enough True We
Will Never Raise Ourselves Above Another Now
As We Have
Seen WHeRE
the Human Soul
Goes Both High and Low
Yet for Those of us Who Do Understand
The Sharing of that Numb and Pain With
Others Will Be Practically The Same Yet
Compassion Understands These Human Limits
to
Continue
To Survive to
give share care
heal another day For Real…
Reminding me of a Homeless Man
Who Just Wanted to Talk in a Restaurant
With Us Such a Long Day and even a longer
Night of Write Last Night till 7 AM This Morning
And HeaR i Go Again as i Was Attempting to Catch
up on my Laptop in the Restaurant After A Day’s Long
Public Dance
to Bring
Free
SMiLes
to Others
Yet i Couldn’t Turn Him
Away as i Do Feel WHere
The Human Soul Will Go
i met him where he was at
and there was no Help that
he Wanted From Us All i Can Do
is Lend an Ear A HeART A SPiRiT
A SouL when he comes to Our Table of Plenty again…
Amazingly he is still far Removed From the Most Troubled Souls i ‘See’…
Indeed
i Understand
Where i come from still…
Reminding me too so Late to
the Church We Visit This Morning
No Where to Sit yet in the Back Seats
With those too disabled to Sit in Pews
Since the Pandemic Most Everyone is Stil
Afraid to Hold Hands in what they Name as
‘The Lord’s Prayer’ Yet Indeed During the Prayer
to the Left
And the Right
of me Both
of the Crippled
People Reached out for my Hand
First Instance someone has done that since before the Pandemic
For It’s true They understand A Most Important Part of all the Human
Touch That
Will Excel
No Matter
What Physical
Disabilities We May Possess
The Homeless Man gifted similarly Real
no Matter His Emptiness EYes of Humanity for Others..:)
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