When I was a child, Mom always used to tell me to keep smiling as it makes the onlookers happy. Don’t know if I took it seriously then or understood the underlying meaning, but I always have a smile on my face. Thanks to my Mom!
Now that I’m a mother and though I want to instill values, virtues and principles in my children, I seldom tell them to do something because I feel it is right. I prefer exposing them to situations and making them judge what is right and what is wrong. This practice might prove wrong in certain cases, but till now it has definitely helped me. They judge a situation by themselves and they learn what is right and what is wrong. And anything that we learn by ourselves remains within us for a lifetime. That’s what I believe in.
Last weekend, along with Little Love (the younger one) I went to pick up Anu (the elder one) from her weekly Abacus classes. On our way back, I hired a rickshaw. As the rickshaw moved, Little Love started waving and shouting out to people,
“Namaste Chowkidaar Uncle”
“Hello Tailor Bhaiya”
“Aunty, kaise ho?”
Anu and I were feeling a bit awkward and were pulling Little Love to sit back and be quiet. This is when my little Mother Teresa tells us,
“See Mamma, I’m making them smile. They are all happy and are waving at me. It is good to make people happy. Isn’t it?”
I was touched. My 5-year old knew how to spread happiness without much of an effort.
I was reminded of this quote from Mother Teresa that makes a lot of sense to me every time I read it. Yes. I have a poster of this one at home and it is there on the first page of my diary. I find it really powerful and meaningful.
You can be a billionaire but you can’t live peacefully if you don’t have a pinch of love in your life.
My Dad’s ex-boss was a very famous industrialist and had assets worth crores. He had a beautiful wife, no kids, but lots of nieces and nephews courtesy his brothers and sisters. His wife died a lonely death in pain while he was busy in his corporate meetings discussing mergers and acquisitions. But he did love her because after her death, he had a huge photograph of her hung on one of the walls of a huge room in his mansion. He used to scold the servants for having switched off the air-conditioner of the room or if the flowers of the garland had started to wither. He was worried that his wife, who was now a mere photograph on the wall, might feel suffocated without the AC.
Why do we need death to tell us what should matter to us and what should be our priorities? I never understood this.
I don’t watch many movies. Correction: I don’t get to watch many of my choice as there’s only one remote which has to be shared between 5 people and 2 of them get the benefit of being kids. 🙂 But with whatever little I watch, there are some scenes which get embedded in my memory. Like this scene from Taare Zameen Par where the teacher played by Aamir Khan tells the father of Ishaan Awasthi about Soloman Islands. How true it is that if you make people (rather any living being) feel uncared for, unloved, unwanted for, they’ll loose the will to live and will slowly but rot and die.
Similarly there’s a malayalam movie Sukrutham starring Mammooty, where the he is a blood cancer patient and reaches a holistic treatment center The center is driven by a theme that each and every cell in our body has a mind which decides whether the body it belongs to should live or die. I do believe in it. The success of our treatment and our recovery is mostly based on our will to survive.
Back in 2004, I went for consultation to a famous gynae at Lady Hardinge Hospital. She might have saved lot of people, but to me she was one of the rudest doctors I have ever met. May be her job at the Government Hospital where she has treated all kinds of people has made her like that. But I don’t think any of her patients would have ever wanted to live to listen to the bitter language she used even if they were targeted questions to assess one’s medical condition. I didn’t want to.
Post this, I met a noble soul who was once the Head of Obstetrics & Gynecology at the All India Institute of Medical Sciences. The moment you meet her and see her smile, you’ll automatically start feeling better and would want to live. She’s 65+ and I so wish to be like her. She passes on energy with every smile, every single word of hers and with every little touch. She scolds the duty doctors and nurses too without being rude, without shouting and without belittling them. Something that many others lack.
I have been visiting a destitute home at least once in 3-4 months for the past 3 years as it makes me realize how blessed I am in so many ways and how I have been blessed to make a difference (however small it is) in my own little ways. Trust me when I say that the inmates there need nothing more than a smile, a loving touch and a few minutes of conversation.
Always wear a smile. It doesn’t cost anything, but to the one who sees it, it might be a reason to live, to hope, to rejoice, to feel wanted, to feel worthy. Do the best you can in whatever little ways you can. Be kind in your words and actions. Avoid grudges.
Life is Beautiful! Share the beauty. Pass it along.
This post is part of the WordPress Daily Prompts : 365 Writing Prompts program where the aim is to post at least once a day based on the prompts that they have provided. Today’s prompt is, “Quote Me: Do you have a favorite quote that you return to again and again? What is it, and why does it move you?“