One day I was walking towards the clock tower to catch a bus to go to my residence in Gunfoundry, Hyderabad . I noticed a fellow looking at me from the auto and asking me to get in . I told him, I am sorry I don’t have enough money to pay for your auto. I could go by bus. He insisted me to get into the auto and finally I got in . He drove me to my destination in Gunfoundry. Before getting out off the auto, I started searching for money to give to him. At last I asked him to wait until I got it from the convent. He asked me, how much will you give me ? I told him Rs. 30/-. He said, Madam you forgot me . I am Ramulu whom you met in the 5th barrack in the prison. One day you told me , ‘ Ramulu, you are a very good fellow and you can do many good things when you are released from the prison. Today Madam, I am doing what you told me eight years ago. I am running this auto and getting my livelihood. I got more interested in his talk and he told me , your thirty Rupees is nothing compared to the life that you have shown me . I had been waiting to see you after my release from the prison. Today the Lord gave me the grace to see you.
He told me the place where he was living with his wife and two children. His children are students of a convent school. I wrote a letter to the Headmistress of that school asking to give free education for his two children. He had to pay back the loan taken to buy the auto also get a small house for the family. When he left, I got into the chapel of our convent and simply shed tears of joy. Lately I happened to meet him . He is very happy and trying to finish up the loan first before thinking of the house. Ramulu, wife and children .. a small family …. A happy family. Praise the Lord !
Ramulu , the second child of the family from a poor family. He was very clever in studies upto class 5th. His father had a great hope on his future. But, he got bad company and lost interest in studies. By the time he reached seventh class , the school authorities chased him out of the school. The father got angry and beat him mercilessly. He left the house and got in the company of picketers and thieves. On one occasion he was caught by police and brought him into the prison. I noticed in him that he was an innocent and very talented fellow. I followed him for few Sundays and left as I got transfer to Hyderabad.
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