I
have been visiting this orphanage near my residence for almost more than seven
months now ! It’s a brilliant feeling of course ..people say we visit there to
help them, to do something for them .. but then I guess I visit for my own
selfish reasons ! Each time that I go there I learn something new about life..
each time that I go there I feel richer and happier !
They
say empty mind is a devils workshop! And then when you have a lot many
negatives going on in your life you better put yourself in some constructive
work which helps you overcome lonely times and silly thoughts ! Hyderabad was
kind to me when I came here first but then since past few months and past few
days in specific this city is just eating me up..perhaps I have never felt this
lonely in my life ever ! Same daily routine, friends who are professionals
first and friends later..silly talks and politics in the work place ! Well this
is not how i had planned to be in my life ! Perhaps this sense of lonliness was
hovering over me more since my only close friend in the city was upset with me
so much so that it was more than a month and they were not ready to get back !
Anyways
for my own selfish reason as I mentioned I planned a visit to meet my
non-professional friends in the orphanage ! This time I planned something for
them it was to cook a meal ! Biryani and Raita is what I made ! Any hyderabadi
loves biryani and perhaps as per them it’s the only food that exists! I was a
little conscious in cooking obviously because I was supposed to please thirty
of them with my cooking J I was super careful in blending the
masalas or cooking the rice. I looked at them while they relished the meal,
some complimented me and said “nice akka” while some quietly had their meal. After
the lunch however a thirteen year old came to me, gave me a peck on my cheek
and said .. it was one of the best I ever had ! Ahaan that was too much of praise
I said and smiled. And the boys reply then left me in tears.. he said that
biryani his favorite was the last meal his mother had cooked for him a few
years back, and because he was angry at her for some reason he pushed the plate
and refused to eat.. infact he said that he doesn’t want her to cook for him and
he would take care of himself.. the next day morning while getting the daily things of the house
his mother died in an accident!
How predictable is life? I think if I score it on a scale of zero to ten I would still ask the marks to be included in negatives as well! Why do then give ourselves the chance of doing the things we don’t like ! Keeping grudges for small things ! Worrying about things which may mean nothing at all tomorrow! And shying away from expressing how we feel! Perhaps the day we closely realize that life itself is temporary, we will start living a little more differently and little more happily J
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