Quote of the Day
>> Friday, February 19, 2010
| “God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change, the courage to change the things I can, and the wisdom to know the difference.” | |
Changing Perspectives
>> Thursday, February 18, 2010
It was a summer afternoon in the city of Delhi. My patience was tested to an extent where I could not any further believe that there is a force who listens when needed. Sitting in the bus I was just waiting to reach my home and cry , cursing the unfortunate time when I was brought into this world. My existence and Life appeared a big burden over me. This was a consequence of long term frustration. I told myself there was no positive force in this world and it’s a give and take hell we live in. As I was convincing myself that this was the only truth of being on this planet of life, a young girl entered the bus. She was wearing black spects , the ones which blind wear. It was absolutely not to disguise anyone as she also held firmly her white stick, her only support to life. She sat beside me and click opened a watch, touched the arms of the watch and enthusiastically told me that she'll reach just in time to take her exam.
There and at that moment life asked many questions to me and answered all the questions I had been putting in all these times of test. Life taught me a lesson and I cried a lot. The reason of course being very different. It was an expression of guilt and remorse towards how I had been looking at life.
I realised it is my duty and responsibility to spread the lesson and this is the way I opt to tell the lesson.
How many times did you pass through a beggar and dared to hug him than to close the windows of your car?
How many times have you visited an asylum or an orphanage and tried to realise what actually life has bestowed upon you?
How many times have you ,rather than cursing the life, happily accepted the challenge?
How many times have you realised what life has given to you than what it has snatched away from you?
Be honest to yourself while answering these questions and you set on the road of optimism and life all together will appear to you a best gift .Live life by not seeing that you have remained less successful than your friends but you have achieved much more than many ,that your destiny had been better than many. Life's rule is simple, the way you look at it , it reciprocates in the same manner. Choice is all yours what you want to make out of your life.
Who Is Really Alive?
>> Sunday, February 14, 2010
Almost every morning, an year before, I used to see the cremation ground on my way to college. And everyday I spent a good sight over it. Sometimes I would even see a man performing the last rites of a corpse. Just opposite to the ground was one of the God's houses, a Gurudwara. A strange feeling used to equip me, inexplicable something would rush through my veins but I had no words at my disposal to explain that to my mind. May be it was a question or a realisation of the mortality of life and yet the piety with which it has to be led. The shining morning sun and its rays seemed to say something to me, the rays would shine in my eyes as if saying a fresh warm note. Those few moments everyday were more puzzling than any other time .There was life and death, the creator and the rising sun all captured in one moment. But everyone else seemed oblivious to all this. Everyone was rushing for the day, for one thing or other, not a breath to spare .Were they too blind to realise the message encaptured in those moments?
As I would walk a distance I would see an old woman , with dreadlocks, painful eyes and a disturbing air to her , playing with a doll. On my way back I would often come across a blind man carefully searching his path ahead.
Did any of these have any meaning to them? Was there a message? Or as everyone I was suppose to be as oblivious as them? Was my purpose too was to disregard their pain and queue myself for just my dreams and just my goals? Or all of us have become too selfish to realise our real purpose to life? What was that troubled me? .
Till date I have no clear answer to these questions but I have a realization and I’ll make sure that I do not turn a blind eye to that realization -The realisation of the futility of life, the realisation of the need to help, the realisation of being unselfish. Everyday I was reminded of how short a life is, how much it has to give and how much we have in us to impart to this world before we leave. To make world a better place is the goal of every soul. I have this realisation.
Through AID I want to contribute to the society in every possible manner I can, with whatever I have at my disposal. I hope the first step proves beneficial.
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