I'm in the last box.

Martin's parents take him home to his grandmother every year for summer vacation. This year, the 14-year-old insisted that her grandmother go home alone. Her parents came to pick her up at the station.

At the signal to take off, his father slipped 'something' into his pocket and said this is for you. Read this when you are suddenly confused or embarrassed. The car crashes, Martin falls alone. For the first time sitting alone in a car without parents. Watch the scenes through the window.

He is surrounded by strangers, many of whom he sees walking up and down the aisle. Ticket checker criticizes Martin for being alone. Some look at him miserably and now he is restless, slips into the corner of the seat, bows his head and tears flow from his eyes. This time he remembers the letter that his father slipped into his pocket. With trembling hands he opens what is written; 'Son, don't worry, I'm in the last box' This short story brings a subtle meaning to all of us.

Travel alone in the journey of life with full confidence. But believe me, God is always sitting in the last box, behind us, to help us in the moment of crisis, to remove the unexpected crisis. Karunanidhi Why is man more afraid of adventure after the constant presence of God? Why stop traveling further?

- Unknown author