Today morning I was waiting at a bus stop, fighting the sun and the pollution caused by Namma Metro work, on way to my doctor. A granny who may be in her late 70s, in shabby clothes and carrying a polythene bag full of things, came to me and requested me to tell her when bus number 7D comes. I said OK.
After a wait of 10-15 minutes, the bus came, which I also had to board. When I told her the bus has come, her eyes, dull with tiredness and age, lit up. While struggling to reach the bus, she told me, smiling: “Thank you...God bless you, ma...”
I felt so happy, at the same time guilty too as I didn’t deserve such a blessing for a negligible thing. I too was to board the same bus. I didn’t take any effort to help her, but just uttered two words! So grateful for the blessing that spirited me up in the morning, I boarded the bus. I was satisfied that the granny had found a seat for herself.
I was standing holding on to a seat. Another old woman was standing in front of me, holding on to the same seat which I was holding to. I saw the contrast in our hands. Mine was healthy and strong enough to balance me in the moving bus while her wrinkled hands were struggling to keep her in balance. Every the bus stopped, she was looking around for a seat with her pale eyes.
Finally the woman who was sitting by my side got up. I could have sat there but wholeheartedly, I gave way for the granny to be seated... so greedy to grab a silent blessing from her too! My optimistic mind told me I got it...
I was on way for my regular check-up to my ayurvedic physician. As expected, the Saturday crowd there disappointed me. Grabbing a token with a number that told me the approximate hours I had to wait there, I got seated running my eyes through a couple of newspapers there and at times glancing at the digital display showing the token number.
After sometime, a woman (may be in her 40s) came to me and asked my token number. When I told her the number she asked me whether I can exchange my token with hers which was well after my number. She told me with worried eyes that her daughter had severe wheezing and could not wait for long and that she was in the car outside. I obliged and took the token from the thankful mother.
I felt so bad for her and imagined her daughter being helped by her dad to the consulting room when their turn came. I wondered whether the little girl will be able to walk and was really pained thinking about the anxious parents.
Finally their turn came. The mother looked out and gestured to her daughter and husband to come inside. I saw a cheerful 10-year-old girl running inside pleading with her mom not to go inside till she comes! She was hurrying up her dad who was walking behind her!
I was stunned, but the small blessings I received and the little girl who embarrassed my mind which was greedy for another blessing, put a smile in a corner of my lips...
After a wait of 10-15 minutes, the bus came, which I also had to board. When I told her the bus has come, her eyes, dull with tiredness and age, lit up. While struggling to reach the bus, she told me, smiling: “Thank you...God bless you, ma...”
I felt so happy, at the same time guilty too as I didn’t deserve such a blessing for a negligible thing. I too was to board the same bus. I didn’t take any effort to help her, but just uttered two words! So grateful for the blessing that spirited me up in the morning, I boarded the bus. I was satisfied that the granny had found a seat for herself.
I was standing holding on to a seat. Another old woman was standing in front of me, holding on to the same seat which I was holding to. I saw the contrast in our hands. Mine was healthy and strong enough to balance me in the moving bus while her wrinkled hands were struggling to keep her in balance. Every the bus stopped, she was looking around for a seat with her pale eyes.
Finally the woman who was sitting by my side got up. I could have sat there but wholeheartedly, I gave way for the granny to be seated... so greedy to grab a silent blessing from her too! My optimistic mind told me I got it...
I was on way for my regular check-up to my ayurvedic physician. As expected, the Saturday crowd there disappointed me. Grabbing a token with a number that told me the approximate hours I had to wait there, I got seated running my eyes through a couple of newspapers there and at times glancing at the digital display showing the token number.
After sometime, a woman (may be in her 40s) came to me and asked my token number. When I told her the number she asked me whether I can exchange my token with hers which was well after my number. She told me with worried eyes that her daughter had severe wheezing and could not wait for long and that she was in the car outside. I obliged and took the token from the thankful mother.
I felt so bad for her and imagined her daughter being helped by her dad to the consulting room when their turn came. I wondered whether the little girl will be able to walk and was really pained thinking about the anxious parents.
Finally their turn came. The mother looked out and gestured to her daughter and husband to come inside. I saw a cheerful 10-year-old girl running inside pleading with her mom not to go inside till she comes! She was hurrying up her dad who was walking behind her!
I was stunned, but the small blessings I received and the little girl who embarrassed my mind which was greedy for another blessing, put a smile in a corner of my lips...
4 comments:
serendipity rocks when it actually happens :-)
appearances are deceptive yamini!! you never know what kind of people we meet each day!! Not all are trustworthy.
Yes yes similar incident enikum undaittunde...oru athyavashya karyam seriyakan Universityil pokuna variyku ethupole 2 Blessings kitty ,njn karuthy ente karym eshwarn(god) eteduthu ennu.But universityil poya njn a oru divasam muruvan parisramichittum karyam nadanilla........
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