A Gravel Story

The story in a hinterland, the life of a 

morose young man. All his life he

always decorate with regret.

Why did I do that ... Why this should 

be ...

The statement always flashed in the 

mind of the young man .... How many  

days did he pass away with such 

melancholy ... Until one day when he 

was sitting in front of his house came

 an elderly grandmother was hitting  

Something very heavy on his back.

Amazingly, the grandmother did not 

look tired or pale. His face was 

radiant and smiling. 

Then the grandmother asked the boy. 

"Son ... Grandma wanted to ask ...

 If this way through this way?" The 

young man was surprised and 

replied "Oh Grandma where to go? 

If this is the way Grandma will go to 

the other village.

" What grandma does Grandma bring?

 " The young man was curious about 

the ap that brought the grandmother.

"Oh thank you boy ... Grandma wants 

to somewhere that can put what this 

grandmother brought

" the grandmother replied. "What's 

this grandma doing?" The young man

began to wonder.

"Grandma brought the pebbles the 

grandmother picked up along this 

grandmother's journey." 

The grandmother replied with a smile

"Meaning the grandma the 

grandmother brought was pebbles? 

Khan is heavy Nek? Why do not 

grandma not feel tired of carrying so 

many pebbles?" The young man was 

more curious.

"Because the grandmother of the 

grandmother who brought this is not 

a pebble that weighs on grandmother 

This pebble is part of the grandmother

journey to where the gravel is to be 

put in. The pebble is beautiful ... and 

the happy grandmother takes it."

The grandmother's words made the 

young man pause for a moment ... 

then the young man asked 

"Um ... If I may know the place my 

grandmother called me to put this 

pebble where is Grandma?"

With a radiant smile ... 

the grandmother replied "Memories "

Then the grandmother walks 

again and disappears in the forest 

grove.