Rs 100 brought back a son’s time– A short story 

In a small courtroom, a father stood with tears in his eyes, demanding that his son give him a monthly allowance—not out of financial need, but because it was his right as a father. The son, surprised and hurt, pleaded with the judge, “My father is wealthy; why does he need money from me?”

The old man’s voice trembled as he replied, “Son, I don’t need your money. I have plenty. But I need a reason to see you, to hold your hand, to know you still care. I only asked for this allowance so you would have to come to me each month, if only for a few minutes.”

The judge, moved by the father’s quiet dignity, ruled that the son must give his father ₹100 every month, in person, without delay. As the hearing ended, the judge called the father close and asked softly, “Why did you bring this case, when your son is rich and you need nothing?”

The father’s eyes filled with tears. “I have missed my son’s face for so long. He’s busy with his life and never visits or calls. I wanted to see him—just to see him, to feel that he still remembers me. That’s why I asked for money, so he’d have to come. I didn’t want him to be punished or burdened—just to be part of my life again.”

Frankly speaking, the courtroom fell silent as the father, looking at the judge, whispered, “Parents don’t need your money. They need your time. Don’t wait until it’s too late. Spend just five minutes each day talking to your parents—it will mean the world to them and one day, to you too.”

It was a – Father’s Silent Plea: A Courtroom Cry for His Son’s Time, Not Money,