It was about a state of mind!
Sheema thought if she was the only person who had to sit in a house
without a fan. She told her friends how in the peak of summers, she had
to go through it, to feel the heat. When the temperature ranged from 45
degrees to 47 degrees, she had to but sit and move a paper fan, to beat
the heat. She would complain her parents, on their lacking to provide
their daughter with even the basic things in life. She would question
them, "do I ask more; just if you could work a bit harder or smarter
to bring the electricity. We are so poor, aren't we? Yes, we are!" Then
she would cry and further this would lead to the broken hearts of her
parents. What could they do, if their daughter didn't understand what
they went through, when they heard her say all that she had to say to
them. Regarding their inability to provide for, what everyone, almost
everyone got.
What had to happen, both husband and wife had to work ever more; taking up different works altogether. They weren't literate, so this added to their vows. They would be paid very meagre amount for their work and that only gave them their bread and butter. She would at times, complain that she was the unluckiest of all her friends, to be born to her parents who had nothing to give her. One day she finally thought of running away from her home. At home, she didn't study, her mind wasn't there, anywhere near. She missed her tution classes, having complaints against the tutors as well. Parents were worried and life wasn't at all sailing well as it should have. No peace of mind for the three, parents and their daughter. So, she ran away all alone by herself, thinking of making things better for herself.
When her parents got to know of what had become of the situation, they lost their minds and mother just collapsed on learning about it. Father took care of her, by giving her proper medication, for he had known it that she wasn't keeping well in health. She had to visit the hospital at a weekly stretch, but it wasn't the most important matter at that time. Father rushed to the police station to report about his daughter's absence from home. He could himself narrate it to the police officer on how his daughter was unhappy when she didn't get what she thought was very basic requirement and she was right, it was so. Just that her parents couldn't provide for those things, adding to the dismay of their situation in life.
Police officer agreed it was out of sheer innocence that the young girl had run away on her own. Whereas, they could still not put curtains on the possibility of a kidnapping. The probe team was notified about the missing girl and police envisaged people in the local areas, with the photograph of the girl, in case they had seen her. Later on, they checked the children on the streets at night, or under shelters provided for by the government. She was nowhere to be found. It was somewhere clear that she wasn't kidnapped because four days had passed since she was last seen. Her friends had no idea about her, whereas they could only tell her mental state in those days. On how she had started to be alone and not meet her friends in the evenings as they always did. They knew she was upset with things but they thought it better to give her the space she required. No one had little an idea that she could run, when she hadn't but travelled far in her life. Where could she also go, the question remained. It was a very bitter stage for the parents to live in, when they were unknown, lost, and felt defeated.
Not far, not too far had their daughter been. Near, very near had she been. When many problems did augment their streams into her life, she had thought it better to not complain but take an active stance. Unbearable for her, wasn't that she had no fan above her head, unbearable was it, that she had to see her parents getting so much trouble and still not getting what they deserved the most, at least the basic amenities they deserved she asked her God. How could she be so different, in a moment or two; when once she complained as a trigger of anger did burst out from her demeanour. The next week she came herself back home, only to hug her parents as tight as she could, when she could tell her parents how much she loved them. But, where was she, in the past days, one week had that time been. "Where were you, dear Sheema? Why did you leave us all alone?" asked the father when the mother wailed in endless tears. "We know, we aren't good parents, but no parent wants his/her child to suffer, but only bless their child with a better, yes in our case a far better life than us. We are so sorry, we couldn't give you even the basic necessities of life. We are sorry but does that mean, that our lovely daughter will leave us? Hmm..." Father stopped and didn't say a word next.
It was time for Sheema now, to explain herself yet again, after doing it endless times before; only to leave her parents in disdain then. But now, their daughter had changed, yes; her perceptions about life had changed. "Dad and mom, I thought of going somewhere far, very far from you; I hadn't seen much of the society, other than my friends. On the thought of going away, when all the stories about people were in my mind, regarding how it was to befriend unknown people, the thought quite scared me. Then I talked to strangers, I saw there was no one who could help me, then I realized how important you were for me, my mom and dad. How unconditionally your love came to me, but I never regarded it the way I should have. How I saw, the scarcity of water on my way to unknown roads, how people worked with plough on the fields under the scorching blaze of the sun. On how women collected water from the deep wells, when even its water level had declined. In the faces of people the many lines were created which showed their walk through their turmoils, and all those times were combined together in a bun. Life wasn't that easily moving for everyone, when people would feel it a blessing to find work and when that work could get them two meals a day, then nothing else was asked for. When people had faith in their God's, they never complained but still believed that a better day was to fall in line. Few men were there working endless hours in the fields, to make ends meet; when they had big families. Not everyone knew that, bad times could also emerge from nowhere. What was happy in a moment, need not be the same way, the next. When I look back and find my behaviour with you dear dad and mom, I feel how childish my demands were; how immature I am. I am sorry for all the trouble I caused to you. I won't do that again. I love you so much."
Family was complete once again and this time, there was a greater understanding that built their relations even stronger. She could feel the simplicity in manners, on how a glass of cold water was the best drink, to soothe one's thirst, after a hard day's work. She played badminton with her father and they had a good time in the mornings in the gardens; when free at home, she would help her mom in cooking and sometimes, prepared the dinner at home all by herself. She knew her responsibilities and could feel the joy of working. For it wasn't about having the best things in life to make one happy, it was just a state of mind. This was more important to note, that "a calm mind could overcome even a storm" as it's often said. There was just a need to practise that patience and calmness and she had felt the greatest happiness of her life in those moments. Everything was the same, the difference was in her mindset now and hence leading her towards a beautiful life.
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Gagandeep Singh Vaid
22/06/2014
What had to happen, both husband and wife had to work ever more; taking up different works altogether. They weren't literate, so this added to their vows. They would be paid very meagre amount for their work and that only gave them their bread and butter. She would at times, complain that she was the unluckiest of all her friends, to be born to her parents who had nothing to give her. One day she finally thought of running away from her home. At home, she didn't study, her mind wasn't there, anywhere near. She missed her tution classes, having complaints against the tutors as well. Parents were worried and life wasn't at all sailing well as it should have. No peace of mind for the three, parents and their daughter. So, she ran away all alone by herself, thinking of making things better for herself.
When her parents got to know of what had become of the situation, they lost their minds and mother just collapsed on learning about it. Father took care of her, by giving her proper medication, for he had known it that she wasn't keeping well in health. She had to visit the hospital at a weekly stretch, but it wasn't the most important matter at that time. Father rushed to the police station to report about his daughter's absence from home. He could himself narrate it to the police officer on how his daughter was unhappy when she didn't get what she thought was very basic requirement and she was right, it was so. Just that her parents couldn't provide for those things, adding to the dismay of their situation in life.
Police officer agreed it was out of sheer innocence that the young girl had run away on her own. Whereas, they could still not put curtains on the possibility of a kidnapping. The probe team was notified about the missing girl and police envisaged people in the local areas, with the photograph of the girl, in case they had seen her. Later on, they checked the children on the streets at night, or under shelters provided for by the government. She was nowhere to be found. It was somewhere clear that she wasn't kidnapped because four days had passed since she was last seen. Her friends had no idea about her, whereas they could only tell her mental state in those days. On how she had started to be alone and not meet her friends in the evenings as they always did. They knew she was upset with things but they thought it better to give her the space she required. No one had little an idea that she could run, when she hadn't but travelled far in her life. Where could she also go, the question remained. It was a very bitter stage for the parents to live in, when they were unknown, lost, and felt defeated.
Not far, not too far had their daughter been. Near, very near had she been. When many problems did augment their streams into her life, she had thought it better to not complain but take an active stance. Unbearable for her, wasn't that she had no fan above her head, unbearable was it, that she had to see her parents getting so much trouble and still not getting what they deserved the most, at least the basic amenities they deserved she asked her God. How could she be so different, in a moment or two; when once she complained as a trigger of anger did burst out from her demeanour. The next week she came herself back home, only to hug her parents as tight as she could, when she could tell her parents how much she loved them. But, where was she, in the past days, one week had that time been. "Where were you, dear Sheema? Why did you leave us all alone?" asked the father when the mother wailed in endless tears. "We know, we aren't good parents, but no parent wants his/her child to suffer, but only bless their child with a better, yes in our case a far better life than us. We are so sorry, we couldn't give you even the basic necessities of life. We are sorry but does that mean, that our lovely daughter will leave us? Hmm..." Father stopped and didn't say a word next.
It was time for Sheema now, to explain herself yet again, after doing it endless times before; only to leave her parents in disdain then. But now, their daughter had changed, yes; her perceptions about life had changed. "Dad and mom, I thought of going somewhere far, very far from you; I hadn't seen much of the society, other than my friends. On the thought of going away, when all the stories about people were in my mind, regarding how it was to befriend unknown people, the thought quite scared me. Then I talked to strangers, I saw there was no one who could help me, then I realized how important you were for me, my mom and dad. How unconditionally your love came to me, but I never regarded it the way I should have. How I saw, the scarcity of water on my way to unknown roads, how people worked with plough on the fields under the scorching blaze of the sun. On how women collected water from the deep wells, when even its water level had declined. In the faces of people the many lines were created which showed their walk through their turmoils, and all those times were combined together in a bun. Life wasn't that easily moving for everyone, when people would feel it a blessing to find work and when that work could get them two meals a day, then nothing else was asked for. When people had faith in their God's, they never complained but still believed that a better day was to fall in line. Few men were there working endless hours in the fields, to make ends meet; when they had big families. Not everyone knew that, bad times could also emerge from nowhere. What was happy in a moment, need not be the same way, the next. When I look back and find my behaviour with you dear dad and mom, I feel how childish my demands were; how immature I am. I am sorry for all the trouble I caused to you. I won't do that again. I love you so much."
Family was complete once again and this time, there was a greater understanding that built their relations even stronger. She could feel the simplicity in manners, on how a glass of cold water was the best drink, to soothe one's thirst, after a hard day's work. She played badminton with her father and they had a good time in the mornings in the gardens; when free at home, she would help her mom in cooking and sometimes, prepared the dinner at home all by herself. She knew her responsibilities and could feel the joy of working. For it wasn't about having the best things in life to make one happy, it was just a state of mind. This was more important to note, that "a calm mind could overcome even a storm" as it's often said. There was just a need to practise that patience and calmness and she had felt the greatest happiness of her life in those moments. Everything was the same, the difference was in her mindset now and hence leading her towards a beautiful life.
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Gagandeep Singh Vaid
22/06/2014
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