Some days ago, to avoid traffic jam, I took a shorter route to reach home. While crossing the railway track, I saw a woman in a bright coloured saree, sobbing loudly. I thought her husband must have left her. My caring nature, or rather say, inquisitive nature, made me approach her and enquire about the reason behind her rain.
The conversation happened in Nagamese, I am translating it in English.
I: Behena, why are you crying?
She: I lost my umbrella.
I controlled my laughter as I thought, the umbrella must have me really dear to her.
I: Was it a gift from someone?
She: Na, I bought it to protect myself from the sun. Dimapur is too hot.
I felt sorry, I opened my purse and gave whatever money I had, it was 200 INR in total.
I: Get yourself a new umbrella. It's from my side.
She looked at the money, disgusted and said, "Which umbrella will I get from 200 rupees. The cheapest of umbrella cost around 250 rupees, please add 50 rupees more."
I got so pissed by that very attitude of hers.
I replied, "Why don't you keep crying. I am sure in few hours, someone will give you the required 50 rupees"
I walked away from her.
As I was nearing home, I realised how philosophical the whole incident was.
Indeed, in our lives, we are blessed to have people, it can be our family members or friends who help us with whatever they have, small or big. But sometimes, our high sense of entitlement make us forget to appreciate or acknowledge their warm gestures or sacrifices. Do we deserve bigger and better things by sucking the blood of others who are ready to go an extra mile for us? It's for us to ponder upon.
PS. God's love is unconditional and He is full of patience. Hope it rings a bell on our head. Peace!
