Encounter with a kind Rickshaw Puller

*Encounter with a kind Rickshaw Puller**

I was walking down the road just to change my mood and relax my nerves. I saw, someone coming from the opposite side and giving the rickshaw puller some food. I was not shocked to see that because in India, some people don’t like to waste the food and when the food is left they gave it to the needy.

This story is not about the person who gave the food to the rickshaw puller this is about the rickshaw puller himself.

When that person is gone, he looked around and saw another rickshaw puller. He, with the food in his one hand, approached that fellow, and asked him if he was hungry. The other man replied in the affirmative. He then offered him half of the food given to him, came back and started eating his share in silence.

When he was done, I approached him and asked him, “Weren’t you hungry, pal?”

He: I was… I haven’t had anything from the morning.

Me: Is he your friend?

He: No. I just came in this town few days back. I know why are you asking? You want to know why I gave him the food?

Well, I was curious to know why??

He: I don’t know that he was hungry too. I asked him and he said yes so I shared the food with him. He was here before me. It’s his spot. I am new here. If I hadn’t been here today that guy would have given the food to him. I accepted the help because I was hungry. And I just couldn’t eat without asking him.

I was astounded with the answer.

I had no reply.

I was in tears, but I tried not to show him.

I shook hands with the man with some sort of pride in his actions and moved on thinking about the lesson I just learned from him.

I had everything I can dream of yet I don’t share it with my own family, but that rickshaw puller who had so little to offer and he didn’t think once before sharing it with others.

Moral of the story: Don’t wait till you achieve something to help others just do it now with as little or as much as you have.

You won’t get any poor by giving.

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Living the life with one REGRET.

REGRET!

When I first saw her,
I felt something.
She might not be the most good looking one for many,
but I liked her.
People might look at her and think she’s fat,
but I couldn’t see any.
People wanted to stay away from her,
but I wanted to stay close.
I only live with one regret in life…
That I couldn’t say anything to her.
Now I want to forget her,
Because she has found her happiness.
I just want to know one thing.
How should I forget my happiness?

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T.H.A.N.K.S!

I have been thinking lately…

I have been thinking lately…
The journey I have had.
The times which were happy,
And those when I was sad.

The list is in the millions…
Of the roles that I have played.
With the choices, I was given…
And the decisions I have made.

Some were out of fear,
Which I want you to hear.
So that you will never repeat,
And save yourself one defeat.

Some were out of pride,
Their outcomes were satisfied.
But I was still vilified…
Because that’s how people decide.

Some because I was told to…
Actually, those were only a few,
Because deep down I always knew,
That those will never let me grew.

Some out of shame,
Because of the confidence I couldn’t attain.
For those only I am to blame.

Some of them stayed with me,
Either briefly or permanently.
But not a single one I regret…
I think that should be my epithet.

If I were ever given a chance…
I will repeat all those things again,
Because it’s not about the ending,
But the struggle and the pain.
It’s not about the happiness,
It’s about having contentedness.

All of this was about ‘being who you are’…
Without worrying about the scar, you got in the war.

Don’t ever listen to others…

They will never let you believe,
The things you badly want to achieve.

Never ever quench the fire inside of you…
Because that will always make you stand out of the queue.

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P.S. Out of all the poetry penned down by me up until now… This one is the closest to my heart.

🇮🇳
Jai Hind.