A Day Worth Remembering :)

& Look into my eyes
Do i deserve this?
Have i wronged, or have i been wronged?
For having been born
Just here, and not anywhere around the globe!
Or was coming alive my fatal mistake
For which, this pain i will have to take
Just not today, but my entire life
Till death takes me away, till i survive?

On a day when downpour, so ruthless, anyone would run to find a shed me and my friend were no different. Amidst, such downpour, hustle-bustle of the town, me and my friend, who got strangled in the rain decided to opt for some Indian cuisine. So, then with our never ending urge to spend the money we have got, and with all our fervor for food, we headed to one of the best Indian restaurant in town. For some apparent reasons, the food didn’t appeal to my senses. Even then, we ordered some more sweeteners, just because, we are splurges, too impulsive. For the later part of our ritual, we went downstairs, for some unknown reason, we took the sit by window. Then there, a view caught my eyes, it was not that grim though. But, there was something in it, which made me think for a while or two. For other days, I am least of a philanthropist, with a bulk of people, small girls and boys, running around you like nuts, seizing things from you, embarrassing you in front of people for the sake of some money, I truly had lost faith in anything as giving. Seriously, you cannot force someone, can you? The giving nature in me, maybe had died, died out of the severest acts of people who coerced you to give them something. But, here, by the side of that window, of one of the best restaurant, sat a girl, a tiny little soul, barely 8-9 years of age. For her, I just had this thought; I should give those little hands something, at least something to eat. God knows, how long has she been there, sitting, waiting for people to drop some coins, in her dirty, dismantled steel bowl.

*Sigh*

I just told my friend, for today I will feed this girl, at least something. See, we have spent more than 500 bucks eating things, which we just don’t need to. We always do so many things that are not just worth it, we are thrift spenders, let us just drop a package of noodles, and then go. So, we did it, dropped her a package, she looked up at me, she had nothing to say, she had not asked me any money even, she was just sitting there all by herself. I hurried, moved faster, and from a distance I turned back, looked at that girl, told my friend, if she doesn’t have it, I swear I won’t give anything to anyone from next time. My friend was moving ahead, so was I, but my head was still turning back, looking at that girl, just to see her eat the package. And when she broke the noodles, I had this strange happiness from within, which I would have hardly got to experience had I dropped by any malls.

Then, it is life, which gives you cherry cakes, when you have no reasons to smile, and lemons when you fly so high, that you forget to look at your feet, standing upon the ground.

Happiness in small deeds of kindness. J