No dad you hold my hand

Little girl and her father were crossing a bridge. The

father was kind of scared

so he asked his little daughter, ―Sweetheart, please

hold my hand so that you don‘t fall into the

river.‖ The little girl said, ―No Dad, you hold my

hand.‖ ―What‘s the difference?‖ asked the puzzled

father. ―There‘s a big difference,‖ replied the little girl.

―If I hold your hand and something happens to me,

chances are that I may let your hand go. But if you

hold my hand, I know for sure that no matter what

happens, you will never let my hand go.‖

In any relationship, the essence of trust is not in its

bind but in its bond.

So hold the hand of the person who loves you rather

than expecting them to hold yours…