Did you ask?

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On one of these cool breezy winter morning in northern India, I was working on an office deadline and I was ‘disturbed’ by a phone call from my best friend. I picked up the phone in disgust and blurted “Hey Babe! I am busy, I will call you later”. Hours later after finishing my work, I called her back and asked how she was doing. But she cut short the conversation adding she was getting late for a party. Normally, I would not have thought about it but I remembered her having severe cold allergies which are usual for her in winters. Well, it seemed odd to me that she was going out so late, when normally she avoids getting out after eight in colder months as a precaution. “No, I am not being melodramatic!” But knowing her for all these years, made me think that I might have created a transient barrier in her mind after cutting her short so abruptly that might have resisted her from opening up now.

This led me to a thought that how many time in life do we actually listen to people? How many time are we available to lend our ears? We always hear to respond as we have been taught everything in life has logic, everything is definable.

Is it? Can you define an empty heart? Is it just a mere absence of someone, absence of love, long nested hatred or having lost the strength to love again! Why is it that being so close to people we can never measure the depth of their pain or love? We meet several people each day, our friends, our family, a stranger who just smiled at us and made our day. They all make our world happier but have you ever thought the pretense they might have to project to hide the storms growing inside them? How many times have you actually had a conversation with your loved one, asking them if they are genuinely happy?

“Oh, well who has the time? They will tell us themselves if they want to.”  But maybe you could have made a difference by ‘asking’. May be you could have stopped a ‘lonely child’ you saw on road from getting lost, if ‘you did ask’, may be you could have prevented a ‘beautiful women’, who was secretly longing to hear that ‘she is beautiful’ from getting into depression if ‘you did ask’, May be you could you have saved a ‘life’ if you picked up an unknown call and ‘did ask’, May be you could have saved a ‘failing marriage’ if you ‘did ask’. May be you could have comforted a ‘dying a soul’, if ‘you did ask.’

Giving someone a reassurance that, “it won’t always feel this bad, somehow it does change, it does get better”, does make things better! Lend your heart to those around you, those who need but won’t tell, you might not do it right, you might not know how but you will surely make a difference.

Your healing word can bring back life to someone, and you never know, you might be the person getting healed!

 

 

 

 

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Final Adieu

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I held her in arms as she whispered ‘goodbye’

Her last breath as she let out a long sigh

Her face swollen, her skin cold and battered

By all means she left our whole world shattered.

I stroked her hand and wiped her eyes

Wanting so much for them to open and see

That I was alone

With agony growing inside of me

One last time I held her hand

And kissed her cheeks 

I wanted to carry her away from there

My loving Mother who was just too weak

I heard the people all around me

The silence of people now so loud

I walked away, my heart now broken

I tried to face the waiting crowd.

I watched those around shed tears

And utter words of sorrow

How could they know that I was dying inside

Now that I know you wouldn’t face tomorrow!

 

 

How often do you look at things, but not really see them? 

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Winters; color of snow, smell of coffee, warmth of bonfire and flavors of lavish feast, a blend of these make the perfect winters for most of us. On one such winter days, I was travelling to office, tucked cozily in my car seat, sipping coffee and listening to my favorite music but I was fuming over the phone. I was in a heated argument with my husband over cancellation of my long-planned beach vacation due to an urgent meeting he just couldn’t miss. As I got off the phone I started cursing my life and argued with faint voices in my head on how ill-fated I am to have missed my dream vacation!
I stopped at the red-light and looked out in disgust, I saw a small child lying on the side of the road, struggling to beat the harsh cold waves with the only ragged piece of cloth he had for cover. As I looked further, I saw several like him, taking shelter under the open sky, they called ‘home’. As my eyes delved the whole area, it caught the gaze of an old man, who seemed to be asking question, asking me to do something, asking me to help!
I called out to him and gave him a hundred rupee note, but to my astonishment, he said, this wont  buy him his wife’s death. He told me that everyday many cars stop by the same signal, everyone see their plight and then turn blind eyes. Though seeing, they do not see; though hearing, they do not hear or understand! He told me that few days ago, he pleaded infront of number of cars to give him few bucks to buy something warm for his wife, but all people did was stared at him, pushed him away or gave look of disgust. Brutal cold waves ‘murdered’ his wife.
He denied the hundred rupee note and walked away, leaving me surprised as to what could have made him deny that? After all he is still on road, cold waves are even more fierce now and he is still with no money to feed himself.
May be I will never have answer to this but I realized most of us keep complaining about our lives even though we are blessed with everything and then there are people who are actually struggling to survive, struggling to make it to each day alive!

Life Teasers…!

Sometimes life seems harsh, unreal, annoying or even difficult but what helps us grow is that one ray of light we call belief, love, confidence or our own hard work.

My posts are a reflection to everyday struggle, in varied phases of life from people to work to love to life in general!

Have a good read!

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