Walking down the narrow lane , taking my steps one by one so politely so that no dog in my area can hear it . Yes you heard it right I am afraid of dogs hey don't judge me on that basis I guess everybody has their own fears but actually I'm more afraid of the second category of animals in our area .
Guess what ?? the people still living in " DEEP SLUMBER " I am more afraid of them as they bark at their old parents much LOUDER than the dogs do . And my heart shatters into pieces every single day hearing the tale of unspoken tears .They would never blame their children even if they are subjected to death by the cruel hands of their own children . That's the difference between a parent and a child . No matter how many mistakes a child does a parent always welcome his child wholeheartedly with open arms.
I know all these are common things to talk about for you . But somtimes common things are not so common . This is the plight of every single mother whose tears are hidden behind the same saree with which she used to wipe off all the tears of her child when he used to get hurt while playing .⚽
Without disturbing the second category so that they don't wake up and initiate the same " BLAME GAME " on their parents . I was drifting with the Snail Speed most probably . I was on a mission to buy a Parle G biscuit ( my favourite one ) I reached my destination and bought the packet of biscuits . While on my way back to home I noticed an old man on his old bicycle singing the song "Zindagi Ek Safar Hai Suhana " . I was dumbfounded to see that he was so happy being an old aged person . I used to believe that old age is an age where everybody has to face same chaos every single day.
Perplexed with these thoughts in my mind I was in my own world dreaming how on earth was that possible . I was approaching near to that old man when I saw the he left his bicycle and switched off a street light which had no use in that morning glow . My footsteps going ahead of my confused imaginations and there came a voice from that old man's big heart . He inquired me if I study or not . I didn't say anything and shook my head slightly. To that he proceeded and said that whenever I find the street lights on in the morning I should switch them off and continue to do these little things to live a happier life . I said nothing to him but the big grin on my face was the Salute to this old human in true meanings .
He taught me the greatest lesson of life that happiness is just a choice it completely depends upon us whether we choose to be happy or not . Age is just a random number which has nothing to do with our happiness and until you have the power to walk , you should continue walking on a beautuiful journey called life .
We live in a word where a lot of people are deprived of their rights and basic requirements. What we give take for granted is a dream for many. Let's not forget everything we get is a blessing, let's be grateful for it.