Often I’ve come across people whose very existence is beautiful. They are not people of importance, they are not people of influence… they are not even perfectionists. But they are those, who are a universe onto themselves. They do what they do because they believe strongly in it. They are like wild flowers that bloom by the way side, in all their beauty and color. They don’t bloom for someone to stop and smell their fragrance. I don’t know why, but these people appear like the best fitting creations in God’s world. I guess what appeals to me is … no part of their life or being is affected by what someone else would think of them. They don’t look for fame; they aren’t bogged down by cold sniggers. Surprisingly, everything … almost everything we do in our lives revolves primarily around how we believe the world we live in will judge us. Our dreams, our ambitions, our wants … and last but not the least even our bloody needs are centered around what our neighbor/colleague/friend or whoever it is, will think of us …It is saddening to realize that most of our lives are a farce.
On the other hand these people, the dimple on God’s smiling cheeks, like children they believe in a perfect and beautiful world, where everyone loves everyone and there is nothing bad ... (Oh... now and then they do get to see the nasty things … but … they choose to brush it off and act as if they saw nothing.) They are like the smooth perfectly shaped pebbles that sit snuggly on the sea shore while the whole world twists, twirls and lashes all around them like mad waves. And when the sea recedes and the sun smiles down warmly on them … they silently offer the sapling whose seed they have been holding for long, the truth of their simple but perfect lives.
God!... Oooopppsss, I was about to make a prayer to God asking for strength to shape myself like these people I admire, when I stopped myself. God has bestowed each one of us with all the powers to make anything out of our lives. He just chooses to sit by the side and watch what we do with it all.
