Are we waiting for some opportunity to meet someone dear to us?
The Age Of Relationships
The story of four close friends from school, who studied in the same school up to SSC.
At that time, there was only one luxury hotel in the city.
After the SSC exam, they decided that they should go to that hotel and have some tea and breakfast. The four of them could hardly collect forty rupees. It was a Sunday and all four of them reached the hotel by bicycle at ten-thirty.
Dinesh, Santosh, Manish, and Praveen started talking while having breakfast and tea. All four of them decided unanimously, that they would meet again after 40 years in the same hotel on 1st April.
“Till then we all should work very hard. It will be interesting to see how much progress has been made after 40 years,” they discussed.
It was also decided that the last one to reach the hotel then, would have to pay the bill for that day.
Kalu, the waiter who served them tea and snacks, was listening to all this. He said, “If I stay here till then, I’ll be waiting for you all.”
All four separated for further education.
Dinesh had left the city after his father got relocated, Santosh went to his uncle for further studies, and Manish and Praveen got admission to different colleges in the city.
Eventually, Manish also left the city.
Days, months, and years passed.
In forty years, the city underwent a radical change. The population of the city increased, and roads, flyovers, and malls changed the appearance of the city.
Now that hotel had become a five-star hotel, the waiter Kalu had now become Mr. Kalu, the owner of this hotel.
Forty years later, on the scheduled date, April 1st, at noon, a luxury car came to the door of the hotel.
Dinesh got out of the car and started walking towards the porch. He now had three jewellery showrooms.
Dinesh reached the hotel owner Mr. Kalu, and both of them kept looking at each other. Mr. Kalu said, “Praveen sir had booked a table for you a month back.”
Dinesh was heartily happy that he was the first of the four, so he wouldn’t have to pay the bill that day and would make fun of his friends for it.
After a while, Santosh arrived. Santosh had become a big builder of the city. For his age, he now looked like an old senior citizen.
Now, they both were talking and waiting for the other friends. The third friend, Manish also came in half an hour. On talking to him, both of them came to know that Manish was now a businessman.
The three friends kept looking towards the door again and again, wondering when Praveen would come.
Soon, Mr. Kalu came to them and said, “A message has come from Praveen sir. He’s asked you all to start with snacks, and he’ll join you.”
All three were happy to meet each other after forty years, laughing and joking for hours, but Praveen did not come.
Mr. Kalu said, “Praveen sir has sent another message, you three should order your favourites from the menu and start eating.”
The food was ordered, but even after they had finished eating, Praveen did not show up. When the three asked for the bill, they were told that the bill has been paid online.
At eight o’clock in the evening, a young man got down from the car and with a heavy heart reached the three friends preparing to leave the hotel. The three couldn’t take their eyes off the man.
The young man said, “I am your friend’s son Ravi, my father’s name is Praveen. Dad had told me about your get together today, he was waiting for this day, but he passed away last month due to a serious illness…
He had asked me to come late because if I had come early, it would have made you all sad. Dad had said, “My friends will not laugh if they come to know that I am not in this world, then they would lose the joy of meeting each other… I don’t want that.”
That’s why he ordered me to come late. He also asked me to hug you on his behalf.” Ravi spread both his hands with watery eyes.
Everyone around was eagerly watching this scene, they thought they had seen this young man somewhere.
Ravi said, “My father became a teacher and gave me a good education to become the collector. Today, I am the collector of this city…”
Everyone was amazed, Mr. Kalu said, “Now, it won’t be after forty years, but we will meet in our hotel every month, and each time there will be a grand party from my side….”
Friends, keep meeting your loved ones, don’t wait for any opportunity to meet someone, we never know when it’s time to get separated and we may never get to meet again…
The journey of life is also like a train journey. When someone’s station comes, they will have to be dropped at that moment. Only a few blurry memories would remain!
Stay with family, feel the joy of being alive..
Keep meeting your loved ones, not only on special days but also on other occasions, and sometimes without any reason too. May the tree of our relationships be nourished by the water of love, for whom we do not have to wait for any reason or opportunity to meet.
Dear friends, when you are reading this story, if someone comes to your mind, do talk to them for two minutes. We have all the facilities! ♾️
“We must take time for the people around us and enjoy the beauty of life.”
Every morning I saw an elderly gentlemen 👴 picking up flowers 🌸💐 fallen under the tree 🌳and neatly keep in a basket 🧺, meant for temple 🛕 visits. His activity was making me curious
One fine morning 🌄 I saw him again, and decided to quench my curiosity.
I asked him, Uncle, I always see you picking up these freshly fallen flowers 🌸🌺 from the ground. What do you do with them?
I use it to worship deities and gods in my house 🏠, he replied calmly.
Now this was new.Haven’t heard anything like this before. So, I asked him again, “Why will you put fallen flowers 🌸🌹, when there are plenty on the plant itself?”.
I am helping the flowers 🌸🌻 fulfil their purpose, to be with the God in their last days. They also have life, they also want to be with God like you and me in our last days, isn’t it, he asked me. I just nodded and he continued.
People pluck the buds 🌷 which have not even bloomed, and some only pluck the one’s which has just bloomed, not even letting them release their fragrance. Everyone takes what’s beautiful and leaves the plant stripped off its beauty. See, how these plants look like, stripped and deserted.
He continued, every flower 💐 has a purpose, to be with the God. While everyone takes away what’s there on the plant, I choose to pick them up. It’s not their fault that they fell down. They also deserve to be with God.
You also try it, you will find peace and happiness in doing it. I find it, that’s why I did it. I am too old support anyone, but I can help these flowers 🌻🌻 meet their destiny.
I could just nod and smile 😊
With this new inspiration and thought, I decided that let me also try picking up fallen flowers 💐 for worshipping.
I crossed a hibiscus 🌺 tree and saw few flowers fallen under the tree. As I bent down to pick up, I heard a voice
“You don’t put fallen flowers to God”, it was my Mom speaking to in my head, and then I stopped for a second.
“God is only looking for your emotion & devotion towards him, so go ahead and pick up”, it was again my Mom speaking to me in my head
After much deliberation and looking at both sides, I picked the flowers 🌸🌻 and put it in my palms. I could feel goose bumps and my heart 💖 started racing. It was a very different kind of love I was feeling inside my body for these flowers 🌹🌸.
I got them home 🏡, washed them and placed them where they deserved, at the feet of God.
This entire experience was overwhelming. I felt good and nice about myself. I felt as if I have saved someone’s life or helped someone come out of misery. I had never felt this level of contentment before with flowers atleast. And I feel, I will continue to do this. Pick up who has fallen down.
In life, we always want to be around nice and beautiful people. We want to see ourselves with people who belong to our stature, and look down on people below our status
But, the real satisfaction comes when we help someone and make their life better. Be it a human, animal, bird or any other form of life.
A dedication and fond wishes to my daughter on her Graduation Day!
Congratulations and many blessings!!!!👏 ❤️ 🙌
Today as I prepare to attend my daughters graduation ceremony in one of the prestigious institutions in France, serendipitous moments washes over me of the many memories of nurturing my child.
I present here, one of my older posts written when my daughter was a growing teenager… but still true in every word.
On Staying Happy In the Now….
As a mother of a growing teenager I have been witnessing a number of amazing experiences that only a mother and child are privy to and I hold each of these moments close to my heart. I watch as my child is evolving into a vivacious yet emotionally intelligent teen, bubbly,full of life yet practical and sensible with a heart and mind of her own.
Although my heart oft yearns for some of these wonderful moments to stay on forever, I know I have got to let it go, as time and tide waits for none. But each time I have this immense respect for this power of the infinite to carry on creating, and wonder where all this harnessing of energies is taking place. And to this divine form, which could possibly be creative feminism or the power of Shakti, the creator I humbly bow and hope that you bestow some of latent creative potential on all the beings around for them to evolve to the best of their beings .
Coming back to the silent amazement that I feel is the way in which a child is moving from a situation of pure bliss of ignorance on to the happy in the here and now state of existence and later on moves on to a state of awareness of the world with all its actions and consequences.
Gradually the child starts searching a meaning to this life and its relation to the world at large.
More than everything else I watch as the curiosity leads to discoveries and at times frustrations to accomplishments.
I, as a parent can try to necessitate an awareness in my child to be holistic in her thinking process. For instance, from a very young age, if reading and writing are made an enjoyable habit, it definitely hones & helps balance thoughts, as one learns to be aware as well as acknowledge the sequence of changes bound to happen…
After all change is inevitable and the natural order of growth . It enables one to have a beginning, middle and an end to a thought or action and thus helps you learn to be present in the moment and also let it go. This makes you less prone to being a victim of situations & circumstances of life.
Happy in the here and now is a wonderful habit to cultivate for all of us; however it is equally necessary to have a focus in life and necessitate actions towards that goal and evolve further. This adds meaning in to life and life begets the ultimate satisfaction of having lived consciously.
Loving every moment of life and learning to be aware and conscious of each moment as it passes by is a fact ,which also can be so easily learned watching your own child grow…
Thank you dear child as you teach me the lessons of life and living fine.
Yesterday afternoon I visited the local Crosswords book shop and spent time browsing through some amazing books. I was so enjoying my Sunday me time that I hardly realized how the day had turned to late evening as I stepped out. Walking down an aisle of steps my eyes fell on a very poignant sight. There was this little boy with a little basket, sitting by a busy street selling the very colorful & delicious Java/blackplum called Jamun in India.
He looked no older than 6 or 7 years. But there he was confidently telling me a price. I went near him, to pick up some myself, but realized his entire basket was really ripe and ready. I watched how he had a little steel glass by which he measured and gave me the quantity I asked for.
I watched his tiny hands at work and I thought to myself this little boy should be holding a book to read or write and here was this child ,selling fruits.
I struck a little conversation asking him if he goes to school, he said the last few years there has been no school, although he likes to study but now he is helping him family this way and this is fun too! There was something in the way he said it, that my heart warmed up to him.
Yes he is right, the school of life has a lesson for each of us at every turn. If we choose to see it so.
Although fate has ordained his life to be so in this now, I blessed him silently from my heart for a better life in time. I salute the little boy’s budding entrepreneurial spirit.
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