On a sunny day in a small town, Arjun, a little boy, ran into the living room with wide eyes. He’d never had a toy that was both brilliant and speedy.

He spent days playing with the car and showing it off to his buddies. It appeared that nothing else could make him happy. But one afternoon, the car collided with a wall, and while rolling over the floor, one of the wheels snapped. But one afternoon, the car collided with a wall, and while rolling over the floor, one of the wheels snapped.The car stopped. As Arjun tried to fix it, it got worse. In the end, he used his hands to break it. He was crying.


When his grandmother saw how upset he was, she walked over and sat down next to him. “My dear,” a soft voice said, “things get old, toys break, and clothes tear.” Love stays the same, though. After she held him close, he felt better.

As a surprise, his family made his favorite treat that night. They didn’t bring anything special when his friends came over. He’d never had a toy that was both brilliant and speedy.

He spent days playing with the car and showing it off to his buddies. It appeared that nothing else could make him happy. But one afternoon, the car collided with a wall, and while rolling over the floor, one of the wheels snapped.

The point of the story is that people are happy with love, not with things.