I saw him....

I saw him, a little thin boy sobbing from my room window. It was a pleasant Sunday morning. But, why was he crying?

I went downstairs to find out. I ran towards the boy, he was crying very awkwardly with his head on his knees. He was in dirty clothes and messed hair but he looked from a good family with the body stature. I gently lifted his head with my hand. His eyes were red and dark circles had covered his cute brown eyes.

I asked him stammering ‘W….What is the problem? Why are you crying?’ the boy shook his head left-right saying No. I then reassuringly said ‘I am a psychology student, I would understand.’ After a little hesitation he replied ‘I had an argument with my parents last night. Then my father asked me to leave the house, I was in rage too so I left the house.’ ‘On what reason did you have the argument?’ I asked curiously. He replied ‘I didn’t complete my Homework’ I replied ‘Go home, apologies and focus on studies. You will get immense love and wealth.’ I lead him to his home. His mom was crying and dad was upset. He went in and followed what I said.

After 2 weeks I met him he showed me his test-paper which had 20/20. So I understood that day, that you don’t need to be a professional to help.