“Thank
God it is a Friday.”, I thought to myself.
It had been a bad week at office and in general. Work was stressful and hectic and it was just
one of those times when I was feeling blue.
I desperately needed to cheer myself up.
My friends and I decided to meet up the next day and visit the
beach. The sea is a place which has
immense power to heal and refresh the mind.
Just listening to the waves, allowing the gentle breeze flow past us is
magical in itself.
I
woke up early the next day, got ready, and boarded a local train to meet my
friends. A visit to the beach in the
early morning was what we had planned.
The train was not very crowded and so I found myself a seat without much
hassle. Most people were sleeping in the compartment, while some were in deep
thought. After some moments of silence I
heard a frail voice near me. It was an old woman who appeared to be in her late
eighties. She was very thin and looked
extremely weak; yet I noticed that there was a sparkle in her eyes. She asked me where I was going and this is
how we got talking. After speaking to
her for some time, I came to know that she lived alone. Her husband had passed away a few years ago. She had three children – two sons and a
daughter, all of whom no longer kept in touch with her. She was alone, old, sick, and had been
rejected by her own children. Speaking
to this lady made me realize that she had an unbroken spirit. She was a fighter, who fought against all
challenges thrown at her by life.
She
worked at an NGO which took care of orphaned children. Being with children made her forget her
problems she said, and helped her remain cheerful. She narrated stories to the kids and they
were extremely fond of her. She was
known as Happy Dadi at the NGO. She had this amazing capability of keeping
children engaged in her stories. She added humor, fun and a deep, meaningful
message to every story she told.
Seeing
her and listening to her was an inspiration.
It was surprising how she managed to be so positive and enthusiastic
about what she did, and how she didn’t allow the problems of her life to
paralyze her.
We
spoke for quite a long time, and it was soon becoming time for her to get down
from the train. Her station would be
arriving in another ten minutes or so.
She told me that she wanted to share a few things with me before saying
adieu. What she told me that day did
transform my life and those words will be cherished by me throughout my
life. Let me share some of the things I
heard from her that day. She said that
each person’s life is like a blank notebook.
What we choose to write on it is upto us. Other people will force us to write our story
according to their wishes. Whether we
agree to it or not is in our hands. We
should guard our book with all our might, and not allow someone else to write
or draw something we don’t wish to see.
She told me that our heart speaks to us daily, but we are too busy to
listen. If we just follow what it says,
our lives will improve manifold. She
also said that life is short and is passing by us. It’s better to travel, laugh, eat, sing,
dance, learn a musical instrument, and fall in love before it’s too late. There will be people who will try to dampen our spirit, because they have a dull spirit themselves. They are people who have lost their dreams
somewhere along the way, and are not even aware of it. “Don’t listen to them.
Fight for your rights, be a rebel if needed. Before long, old age will come and
bring with it weakness and other challenges. Live life before that”, she
said. Her station had arrived and before
she got down from the train, she told me to visit the orphanage whenever I was
free. She said my perspective of life
would change by doing that, and this did happen.
In
today’s world, we are so occupied with our own lives. We don’t have time to
appreciate the simple things of life, like watching the stars at night, going
for a walk in the green, hearing the chirping of the birds. Everything has become a race. We hardly take
time to reflect. We live in a world
where we are always in touch with others through many apps and social
networking sites. This lifestyle can sometimes leave us drained. But when we take some time out and look at
someone who is not as privileged as us, then we begin to stop complaining about
our life. We realize that no matter
what, we are blessed. When we help someone in need, healing takes place within
our self.
Every
time I feel I lack inspiration and drive, I think of the old lady and what she
told me, and I put my life back on track.
My problems start to disappear or I at least have the strength to face
them.Two strangers who happened to travel together by
chance, had a conversation that transformed the life of one of them. It is a miracle how we sometimes cross path
with people who are unknown to us, and we feel connected to them. We are able to talk and share with them much
more than we would with many people we have known for many years. These are
connections sent to us from beyond, and by opening ourselves to them, we make way
for beautiful things.
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