Phoenix of Love-Humility

My daily mood is set by mornings' freshness and I enjoy my work-out with healthy breakfast. But as soon as newspaper knocks the door, the freshness fades away leaving behind disappointment, sadness, anger, frustration and lot more with me. There is rarely any section, page, article of whose cut-out can be kept which is inspirational in itself. On zooming-out, I see pain in almost all horizons. The pain accomplice with struggle has many different forms - struggle of life on roads, workplace, people adjusting themselves in sleep on footpaths, relations getting sour, defence families losing their only bread-earner in service to nation, pain of a so-called special child of GOD who suffers physical or mental disability, pain of the people who really witness the loss of their closed ones in-front of them in incidents, accidents, or because medically untreatable. The list is endless...!

Before reaching my work-place, I am already stressed, and its an appraisal month, so its a double stress. Somehow, I pretentiously convince that I deserve 30% hike. Seriously, these corporate affairs are nothing less than daily soaps.

Me and Isa spared a moment with each other in evening, where I narrated her those ravaging emotions dwelling within me. We both were numb. Like after every dooms-day there is a hope of light, I called up Dr. Ray, pining the same.

Dr. Ray as his name suggest, cranked with an answer. He narrated an incident, where a man was trying to repair his laptop. The laptop had the worst affair with virus, and fresh installation is the only way to correct it. He emphasized, sometimes its good for a rebirth like phoenix. This rebirth doesn't mean mans' natural life-death cycle. It symbolize to re-seed yourself with love, humility, and be sponge to adsorb others pain. Ray explained that its better to adsorb than absorb others' pain, otherwise one day those ravaging emotions would stay within you and would defeat your purpose of service to them. Ray believed that half of the pain is gone, when they are heard by understanding people who do not do an act of sympathy or empathy. This dissemination creates an empty space in them, which gets filled with a subconscious strength, vigor to fight and win-over. I wanted to see it happening really.

Next day, like everyday I left for office as usual more or less with same state of mind. While driving, I saw a family of five - mother, father and three kids - on the footpath. The kids were playing their games, the mother was busy in cooking and the father was about to leave, either in search of job or for the job. One thing really twinkled my eyes. They all were smiling, contented with no visible signs of complain. I was startled because even myself being better placed in my car with AC power-on, in shut windows, I was not relax.

After the days' work, while returning back, I stopped at their place to watch them. The mother was again in her kitchen, two kids have slept, the father was playing with the third one. Again, there were no signs of discomfort. I was drawn towards them to know their secret. The protective father suspiciously gazed at me. When we started talking, he sensed of no danger from me and took a breather. Finally, irresistibly I asked him, what makes them smile. In a way I wanted to know, don't they get frustrated with this sort of life, or have they lost all hopes....The father replied - "Sahab! hamare pitaji keh ke gaye ki beta khush raho aur santosh rakho, baaki sab us (GOD) par chhod do, mehnat ka fal hamesha achcha hota hai, aur beyimani se sab kuch lut jata hai. Toh sahab, hum mehnat karte hain aur apne aap mei khush rehte hain."

They were the live examples of those simple and meaningful thoughts, unfazed by glitters of the life-show. This father actually got relieved me from my disappointment, anguish, frustration, and rejuvenated a phoenix within me. This phoenix was determined to spread love, peace, humanity through every possible way. It strengthen my commitment to spread love and added a new direction in my words, writing, action. I instinctively offered a toffee to the playing child. He thanked me with his more bigger and bright smile. Oh Boy! Now, even I have started smiling!