Are we what we are?

Wondering about the world, about the people, about the nature, about the machines, about the buildings, about the roof tops, and not to mention about the buses, I was standing in a bus terminus, which I think is the best possible place where even Socrates can gain some exposure. Different people, some from the high caste, some poor, some flattery, all those food item sellers… The bus stand, as and always, at least in a worldly, democratic county like India can have a lot of scopes from which people can understand a lot.

I din know either, why I were starring at some people… I was in a visual perception of watching the Earth form probably Mars or Moon. With a feeling of my very own fellow people as nothing but small creatures like amoeba, I presumed I was in the Domain, of the world, if at all it had one! I really appreciate and kneel before the Nature.. How many people? Unique - as my friend use to say. Not just that was which in my mind, I still had a very few questions..

Time and situations decides man? Are we working under the knot of Time? What if time fails? So, are the people who were successful in life born with the blessings of time? Then why did the creator gave a Brain to each of us?

Many times, at many places, we are not what we are. We speak, we fight, we be polite, we dwindle depending on time. Is time the most successful thing in this universe? Blaming the fate, unknowing what it really is or with what pen it had been written, had been and still is the excuse given by people on failures. We behave according to situations, without understanding the complexity, with knowing the issues, expecting something, unanswered with what and how. You can call it a part of life. At least life in this particular generation is such.

Everyone of us are beggars in reality. The beggars of happiness. Some have wealth to buy the entire world but not the wealth to buy happiness. Where does this happiness comes from? The happiness you feel is you. Having said, the happiness is you, then you are the deciding authority. Sameness, as I would like to refer it as, is what we really require. Same at all the time. Easier said than done. When I feel I am the same anytime, I feel I am the best always. People gain confidence.

I would like to give a new perception regarding the statue of any temple here. I presume, people go to the temple, not because of just belief, problems, affairs, but I believe its because of the sameness, as I referred to it before. The statue is the same all time. Unless and until there are some RGB colored bulbs, glowed up to create some fantasy effect. Whenever we go to the temple, we see god as the way he is, he was and expecting the same. Expectation had merely or never failed here, in this case.

The same principle, sameness is what I wish everyone had… if that case prevails, let the unique person be unique all time. 100 million unique people with their same character, till death….

 

Paaaaaaaammmmmmmmm paaaaammmm --- waking up…. oh oh.. that's my bus. I need to leave now.

The Girl who touched ME

  That day, when i abdicated, and was worrying about the future, I felt a gentle little hand touching my shoulder, from behind. With lots of surprises, i looked behind, to find a young little girl, who merely looked like an angel holding a smile of trust, wisdom, power and victory.

  I had never known her before and never did i remember of seeing her anywhere. With 'n' number of questions and a dilemma about the beautiful little girl, something forced me to speak to her. My fruity conscious forced me to speak but my 'studied-mind' refused. 

  Gaining confidence with whatever i had, I uttered a word of silence to her. She smiled, as if she understood my word of silence, which took me aback. Still knowing the spirit within her, which i felt directly through my eyes into my mind, i concluded she isn't a mistake.

  With a dwindled thought, when i was about to speak to her, she questioned, "Why do you look worried?"

  I without knowing the sense of her intelligence, tried not to abandon. I replied in anguish, "Do I look worried?" And with a gorgeous smile, as if she understood my whole life, replied "I said -You are worried!" That little phrase and the delivery of her words, took me up into her. I was staggered when i thought and felt that I was in Love with her at that moment. Recognizing myself, I understood that it was just a feeling that i wanted to share my 'burdens of life' with her. She nodded positively, as if she heard what I thought and exclaimed, "That is why am here for!"

  Shocked at what she said, I looked at her face. Again the same Gorgeous and Victorious smile. "I know you well", she remarked, "And am here, to lift you up from your worries".  Astonishingly, I asked her, "You know me?" and she nodded again. Me, without knowing the fact or incapable of sensing her wisdom, agreed her for her nods. 

  I cross-checked that I weren't dreaming. No, I wasn't. With a forceful feeling of driving consciousness which wanted me to share everything with her, I asked, "How do I trust You?" Gently touching me, she replied, "You can trust me better than Nature." having never heard such trusty words, from anyone, till now, in my life, I said, "Okay. I will share my hardy' with you, which life gave me."

  With a sense of abhorrent life, I started ...... "Life had given me just nothing. When I was a kid, I din have the love of my parents. I was an Orphan. I dint have a home. I was not guided by people who are of my DNA. I was living abjected. I never had the pleasure of kids, for what they had. I was abased by people as an Orphan. I had none to take care of me, to love me, to watch me and to feed me. Days grew and i grew ---- 

 When i was 4 y/o, if i do hardly remember, St. Louis picked me up from the Corner-Street, the street where i used to 'BEG' people for a single paise. People who had BENZ car and a DOG inside the A/C car, did not like to see me at least as a child in the Human caste. They drove me off the car shouting for making their car dirty since i touched them..." 

             [ A pause with tears in eyes (or.. eyes in tears!) filled with horror and pain with a sore throat -------------------]

  "St. Louis the lord who saved me, took me to the St. Louis Orphan for kids, where my heart throbbed to see hundreds of kids, just like me at the age of varying 4-6 without parents or guardians. 

  Parent-less kids are far better, I had thought when I saw parents who orphan their kids cos he/she is lame, paralytic, dumb etc.

  St. Louis orphan made me a human out of a beggar, I din know, if begging was into my DNA... I wouldn't have started it as a profession at the age of 3, then... 

    [Tears block my eyes....]

  The young girl touched me and said, "I am here to hear you..." That gave me some undefinable confidence. More than what a girl can give to a boy.

  Still i continued, "My love for my parents ended there. I perceived some knowledge through a Govt. run Orphan school. My life was still miserable there. I had to clean the classrooms, Wash-clean the TOILETS, sweep the ground and much more. And only a few people who did not fare well in academics were selected to do these jobs. And, i was one, among the 3 in the entire school. I still managed to study hard, but life didn't me to. St. Louis met his end of the journey of life and for the sake of Finance, the Orphan was closed.

  Kids there were taken care of another Orphanage and the selection was made according to academics. Only 2 were thrown out. Me and the other guy. Lucky him, he managed to step in another Orphanage. But ME?? 

 [A SIGH!--]

  Back to the corner-street, where i was begging before. I thought of starting back my old profession ie., begging. But my instinct stopped me. I knew by myself that i am a hard worker. Deciding to work harder, i worked as a Milk-Boy form 5 a.m to 6 a.m and as Paper-boy from 6 a.m to 7 a.m. Rs. 5/- per day. That was sufficient, since I took food, only ONCE a day. Rejoining back at the Orphan School, i studied more harder before, over my potential to play GOD. Well, i was rewarded. I was the school topper for 12th. Later, with all those Rs. 3 saved all day, I joined the MARX UNIVERSITY of SCIENCE. 

  And now, i own a Computer Accessory Company with turn over of Millions, at the age of 28. 

But still, I have a duty left. The Orphanage - St. Louis Orphanage. I need to eradicate the orphans and make everyone Love life as I do now -!

  And with this said, when I turned back, I still saw the beautiful girl with the same smile standing besides me. She was more vivid than before. She exclaimed,

            You wanted to feel ME,

      You Understood ME, as I am,

     The best results come when you work harder and harder.

    And since you wanted to speak to me,

   Am before you and people call me.... 

--- LIFE!!

said the young girl and bid me a good-bye. I still wish I had her with me. Btw, I am 60y/o now, married. Have two children, one in US as S/W Engineer, and the other as CA in Australia. .... 

My life is beautiful and it had been always, since i started working harder.

  - And yeah, I am the President of St. Louis Orphanage now....