Some years back, my friend’s son, Aryan, a young boy of ten, decided to do a little experiment.
He bought a helium balloon, a nice, big, shiny one. He played with it for a little while and later, quite like what people sometimes do with birds in a cage, he released the huge balloon in the air.
The balloon travelled gently, carried by its own weightlessness and the wind behind it. It made it’s way to a remote village close to Barielly. There it descended and was excitedly collected by a bunch of children. They ran to the PCO and made a call to the number written on the balloon.
An excited exchange took place between Aryan and the village boys. They thanked him profusely for the lovely gift, expressed astonishment over its size and color, discussed other topics and bade each other a heartfelt farewell.
Aryan loved this experience and has decided to do this more often and light up the life of some unsuspecting child with such unexpected gifts… 😀😊