A lonely-old widow enters a bank. She holds her ATM card in one hand n a cash withdrawal form in the other n stands in a long queue at the cash counter. A young person notices that she has a ATM card n asks her, u have the card, then why do u stand in the queue. She gave a smile n whispered to him, but the ATM does not wish me or ask me like the cashier here, how r u doing? I have no body to look after, I am alone.
1 comment:
Short and Simple...
But heart touching....
good one....
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