Sonu's mother watched as he poured the last drop of water into the plantless pot.

"Maybe you should give up on the seed."
"No!" Sonu cried, "Grandpa gave it to me."

It had been 4 weeks since he had planted the seed, which had refused to germinate. Since then, he had taken care of it well.  But, the pot remained idle.

And then grandpa had passed away.

Sonu's mother came to him and placed her hand on his head. With a heavy heart, Sonu gave one last look at the pot and left.

Two days later, he returned back home. As he entered his room, his tired eyes searched for the pot. It was time to throw it out.

But as his eyes fell on the pot, it filled with tears. A smile formed on his lips as he saw the tiny green thing that fought its way out through the mud.