For the last few days, everywhere in news papers and all over the web is filled with news update on Japan’s earth quake. Though I am not so good at being up-to-date with news around, the zist of the story is “Japanese are very well prepared for the disaster. Had it been anywhere else, people would have gone crazy. The calmness and the strengh being shown by Japanese is exemplary.” Read more details here. At this point, it made me wonder… what if there is an earth quake in the place where I live? My immediate worry would be about the home loan. Damn… it would be terrible. All my hard-earned income is tied to one big thing. If that fails, most part of my active life is gone!
When I look back, my domain in pre-job-life is pretty much simple. Few exams to study, few friends, evening walks, and plenty of time for hobbies and random thoughts. Now, it is almost rare to see rising/setting sun. Back there in my hometown, their monthly total budget is just about my monthly food bill. And, they don’t have this 9 to 6 (9?) schedule. Except for electronic gadgets, medical facilities and a feeling of self-reliance… there is literally nothing more to justify this life-style.
Again, it’s all in the perspective!
What do you do when you go for filling your fuel tank? You tell him how much you want, and you are busy opening the tank key, and digging up money to pay for it. Most of the time, we don’t notice whether the meter is starting from zero or not. These digital meters are designed in such a way, when the pump handle is kept its place, the meter is adjusted to zero, by default. But, these pump operators are clever and don’t put the handle completely and the meter never sets to zero. If the customer before you has bought just 30/- or so, unless you check the zero reading, you won’t be able to tell whether he has actually zeroed it or not. I have observed this being done at many petrol bunks.
Be a little attentive, and demand the pump operator to zero it before he starts filling fuel. After all, we want to get the worth of our money!
when everything goes so perfectly without any trouble… and work is in good progress and there’s nothing to worry… It feels more worrisome and tense, and this free time and the cool breeze make it aggravated. I guess, as days progress and years slip out of life span, one feels more and more responsible (with/without his/her consent), and finds it difficult to enjoy the moment as it is! Like ***sh used to say long back, one should be stupid or ignorant enough to be happy. How true!
Is being happy really a matter of choice?
By the way, checkout this link from MIT. A good evening read, and an eye-opener too!
…also known as the Callahan’s Law or Law of Conservation of Joy: “Shared pain is lessened; shared joy, increased—thus do we refute entropy.” Stated another way: “Just as there are Laws of Conservation of Matter and Energy, so there are in fact Laws of Conservation of Pain and Joy. Neither can ever be created or destroyed. But one can be converted into the other.”
Just remembered this when I thought of writing about our company’s visit to Srivata, an orphanage located in Sasoon hospital, Pune. This is first time I visited something like this. To my horror, there were kids of even of the age of just few weeks. Those kids, with different (dis)abilities, were left alone by their parents. Each of the kids has a story behind him/her. Those couple of hours that we spent there were one of the meaningful times of my life. Helping them with groceries or medicines is just a minor part of what we can do to them. I felt that they need our time and attention than the materialistic things. Seriously… when you hear the tender heart-beat when you hug them… it’s something I cannot comprehend in words.
If you are damn bored on a weekend, and or feeling lonely, just try going there with some food or groceries and spend some time with those kids. I guarantee that they will give their innocent smiles, which are worth more than your time and money.There’s lot more to life than just earning and spending!
PS: Until I visited the place, I was in an opinion that abortion is the biggest sin. Now, I realized that the bigger sin is to give birth to somebody and leave them to the fate!
Update: Have a look at the pics taken at the venue
Within a span of less than two weeks, I have come across with two incidents. Both of them are similar…
1. Krish and myself were waiting for KSRTC bus at Kempegowda bus station, Bangalore. There came a guy, who looks around 20. He said that he lost his wallet, and he has to travel to Kochin. He also told that he is a student of some Management course. When Krish asked him what’s the proof that he is a student, he showed us some xerox copies of some marks lists, none of them having his photo on it. To believe or not to… As usual, we felt that the 140 bucks that he was asking falls within our error bar of daily (or weekly) expenses. So, we gave him 200 bucks. He said thanks and went away. But, a few minutes later I realized that he didn’t walk in the direction of ticket counter but in the opposite direction. Are we cheated? Or was he genuine? No clue!
2. Last Sunday, when I went to Pune station to receive my wife, I saw one of my office boys walking around. Though I don’t know him personally, I wished him just for the sake of courtesy. He took few seconds to recognize me. But, as soon as he recognized, he told me with a sad face that his grandpa has expired and he has to travel to Solapur and he needs 40 bucks. I gave him the money, but still the benefit of doubt remains… coz, he looks drunken.
In the above two situations, and many more that happened earlier, the point was not about money or helping. It’s about confidence and faith.
PS: When I inquired with one more office boy, about the office boy in the scene #2, he told that he (#2) usually takes money from people that way. Have I started suspecting genuineness of such people?