Yesterday i was sitting in the waiting room of a plush beauty salon in Ahmedabad, getting utterly frustrated at the human suffering of 'having to wait' for every service imaginable. When i was done moping , i started looking around for the sole purpose of having something to do. My eyes fell upon a little boy who was sitting in a swiveling chair , getting a hair cut. But his expression was akin to that which someone has before receiving capital punishment. He was close to tears , flinching each time the scissors or the hairdresser's hands touched his neck. His face looked so miserable that i felt an instant rush of adoration for him, and i gave him a smile assuming my friendly expression would calm him a little.
Result, you ask? He freaked out and started looking in the other direction. Maybe if he had not been so scared , he would have pointed to me and asked "Ghar me baap bhai nahi hai kya!!Ghoorti kaiko hai!!" Anyway, I felt mortified and stopped staring, but i still kept glancing at him maintaining a bravado, holding back tears, flinching, nodding, flinching...
And then suddenly, his face broke into the most beautiful smile. He beamed and waved to someone behind me, and started chatting animatedly with the hairdresser, the actions his hands were making lead me to assume he was saying " give me a Mohawk, dude!"
I was baffled, I turned around to see who had suddenly turned his day upside down (or downside-up, if you can get the wordplay). And I saw a lady in a saree, adjusting her grocery bag on her shoulder, smiling at the boy. One look at her features and i was in no doubt whatsoever, mommy had arrived.
Why do the people we love are the only ones who make this world worth living, worth getting up in the morning everyday, inspiring us to do something with our lives . They are the core of our universe, the reason our faces break out into sunny smiles on a frequent basis.
Such a smile would never be brought to your face by a paycheck, however fat that may be, unless you think of some dear one's wish that you may now fulfill using that amount.
Makes us wonder, what should be the priority in life? I am living away from my family for 3 years now, trying to make it as an adult in the world, trying to become someone they can be proud of. I am old enough to be able to control my emotions in public, and yet it is I, who most regularly breaks into tears and says " ghar jana hai".
Crying about your blood-sucking boss, or about the market scenario that is ever so gloomy, or the fact that sometimes you can't figure out what is going on with your career plans, whenever you feel life is getting out of control and you had rather it wasn't your life; close your eyes and think about the faces that pop up. In the web of your life adorning some wall of God's office, you will find a lot of interconnected threads, their lives are your life and they are a reason you should still thank God everyday. Those who still have at least one person they can't live without, can't stop smiling thinking about; they are the Chosen Lucky Few.
Prioritize everyday. Everything else goes wrong because God knows he has put a good maintenance team in place to sort the wreck that is you. But about maintaining your relationships, He says "Do it yourself, Sucker. There is no spoon-feeding here !"
Result, you ask? He freaked out and started looking in the other direction. Maybe if he had not been so scared , he would have pointed to me and asked "Ghar me baap bhai nahi hai kya!!Ghoorti kaiko hai!!" Anyway, I felt mortified and stopped staring, but i still kept glancing at him maintaining a bravado, holding back tears, flinching, nodding, flinching...
And then suddenly, his face broke into the most beautiful smile. He beamed and waved to someone behind me, and started chatting animatedly with the hairdresser, the actions his hands were making lead me to assume he was saying " give me a Mohawk, dude!"
I was baffled, I turned around to see who had suddenly turned his day upside down (or downside-up, if you can get the wordplay). And I saw a lady in a saree, adjusting her grocery bag on her shoulder, smiling at the boy. One look at her features and i was in no doubt whatsoever, mommy had arrived.
Why do the people we love are the only ones who make this world worth living, worth getting up in the morning everyday, inspiring us to do something with our lives . They are the core of our universe, the reason our faces break out into sunny smiles on a frequent basis.
Such a smile would never be brought to your face by a paycheck, however fat that may be, unless you think of some dear one's wish that you may now fulfill using that amount.
Makes us wonder, what should be the priority in life? I am living away from my family for 3 years now, trying to make it as an adult in the world, trying to become someone they can be proud of. I am old enough to be able to control my emotions in public, and yet it is I, who most regularly breaks into tears and says " ghar jana hai".
Crying about your blood-sucking boss, or about the market scenario that is ever so gloomy, or the fact that sometimes you can't figure out what is going on with your career plans, whenever you feel life is getting out of control and you had rather it wasn't your life; close your eyes and think about the faces that pop up. In the web of your life adorning some wall of God's office, you will find a lot of interconnected threads, their lives are your life and they are a reason you should still thank God everyday. Those who still have at least one person they can't live without, can't stop smiling thinking about; they are the Chosen Lucky Few.
Prioritize everyday. Everything else goes wrong because God knows he has put a good maintenance team in place to sort the wreck that is you. But about maintaining your relationships, He says "Do it yourself, Sucker. There is no spoon-feeding here !"
