Miracle of ice cream

10 July 2019

Miracle of ice cream

Nearly twenty years back on the sunny day of the Jestha month, on the pavement of Bagbazar in Kathmandu a young woman was buying an ice cream to her son when a six years child in his ragged from another side of the road was looking at them. He was messy, had broad forehead, a snub nose and curly hair. As soon as the woman bought an ice cream for her son and gave it to him, he began to lick it. But the child from another side licked his lips as many time as the child had it. He wished to have an ice cream but he didn't have money to buy nor were his parents with him. He was just a street boy.

During the other scorching sunny days the boy used to see the happening. He couldn't have an ice cream. He used to count the number of boys and girls who bought and enjoyed licking their various flavours. He couldn't stay without having it. He used to make a plan how he could have it. He thought if he had a five rupee note, he could have an ice cream. Therefore, he decided to collect five rupee note. Nearby the ice cream shop there was a tea shop where an old man used to make tea and sell. The boy went to the tea shop and said to the old man, "Baje, may I wash your glasses?" The old man looked at him and said, "You can if you want." The boy washed the glasses gently. When there were not any old men costumers, he gave him a cup of tea and he himself had a cup of tea. Finally after sipping tea, the boy washed the glasses. He said to the old man, "I have to go." The old man was pleased with him and gave him a five rupee note. He said to the old man," Thank you very much."

Being happy the boy went to the ice cream shop and bought an ice cream and had the very first ice cream. While licking ice cream he thought to be the owner of the ice cream in future. If he were the owner of it, he would have as many as he could.

The boy regularly went to the old man tea shop and said, "May I wash your glasses?" The old man became happy and allowed him to wash the glasses. He gave him a glass of tea to drink and a fist of beaten rice. After a few hours staying there in the tea shop, the boy used to go. The old man also used to give him some rupees as the ratio of his income. The boy didn't think anything else except to be the owner of the ice cream. Time passed on and he grew up too. He had collected a few thousand rupees. He then bought a bicycle and went to the ice cream factory. He met the owner of the ice cream. Seeing the passion of the teenager, the owner gave him a box of ice cream in the condition that he had to refund the amount in the evening. The boy was very happy. He then set his goal of his life to be a famous entrepreneur of ice cream.

After a few months he was able to collect some thousand rupees. When the winter used to begin ice cream factory had to be closed. No one used to lick the ice cream. During the winter season he began to sell vegetable. With his regular hard work, he was able to earn money that much he needed to make his own ice cream factory within a few years. Slowly and gradually his passion led him towards perfection. Everywhere in the street in Kathmandu people began to talk about him. People used to say, " He didn't have anything else to eat or lick the ice cream but a few years effort and determined goal he was able to achieve. When he was 24 years old he got married to a young girl of in her early twenties. She was very sincere spouse of a successful boy who had begun the journey of his life from the street but letter he became the mover and shaker in the field of ice cream. He was able to have everything; a castle to live, a car to drive a spouse to continue his generation. He lived his life in comfortable afterwards.

Moral: Where there is a will, there is a way.