First Tiffin Carried in the Class.

Something has happened for the first time in my life. Though it is very common and simple but it hasn’t happened in my life yet. I can’t seize myself without sharing it to you. What was it? It was a Tiffin box that I carried in my class.

Today after getting up in the morning, I found Sister Ripa had made delicious breakfast. She has come here yesterday with her husband Bro. Suride and their four year son Arnob to study Theology to Bro. Nathaniel. When I was leaving for college, she came with a Tiffin box and gave it to me and told me to eat it after my classes. It never happened in my life. When I was a child I used to go to a village school which was about 100 yards far from our house. I never saw anyone carrying Tiffin at school. Moreover my family is very poor. My mother was unable to give any Tiffin. I read up to class seven living with my parents. Then I was sent to a seminary which was in another district. I read up to class ten and completed my SSC there. We were given our lunch at 9:30am and then at 10am we went to school and stayed there up to 4pm. We weren’t given any Tiffin and we had to stay at school 6 hours without any food. As a teenage boy, I was very hungry and after coming back from school we were given a loaf of hand maid bread and a tea spoonful sugar which was nothing to that burning hunger. We were given supper at 7:30pm, 10 hours after the lunch. How distressing it was for a boy of that age! However, I have completed my HSC without having any Tiffin at school and college. But today, when I am a 26 year young man and in the end of my BA (honors) Course, for the first time someone has put a Tiffin box in my bag and bid me to have it after my classes. Oh, what a complex feeling I had on that time! I can’t explain it properly. I felt joy and grief at the same time. Joy for the love and care of Sister Ripa and grief for it hadn’t happened in my whole student life. Though any drop of tear didn’t fall from my eyes but my heart was flowed in tears which no one but my Lord God could see.

I carried the box in my class. We were 6 students altogether. There were two Muslim, two Catholic and a Hindu student. After the classes were taken, I told them that I had carried my first Tiffin from home and I would be very happy if they took part with me. They burst into laughing and took part with me. Though the Tiffin was for one man but we enjoyed it together. It was a small matter but it was a great thing to me because I got chance to tell about Jesus Christ to my Classmates. After opening the box, I gave thanks and prayed to my Lord. My Muslim classmates attentively heard the words of my prayer which were new to them. While having the Tiffin I told them how my Lord Jesus Christ fed five thousand men with five loaves and two fishes. They were astonished to hear the miracle of my Lord. Oh, how happy I was to share my Tiffin and tell about my Lord Jesus Christ!

I wonder at the love and mercy of my Lord. I see His blessings even in every small matter. My heart dances in joy and feels His presence always. Thank God for His loving mercy. Thank also Sister Ripa and Bro. Suride. Thank you for stopping by and reading my post.