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Pain, Mightier Gain…
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| Mickey with his Bandages ! |
To help a person in need is believed to be the noblest deed that a person can perform in his/her life time .The tendency to help a person is inborn for a few while the others inculcate it by way of experience.
To substantiate, a twelve-year-old boy was traveling in a bus back home. This boy was enlivened by the fact that the bus he boarded was a new of its kind and something novel to him. His fascination and amusement made him forget to enquire if the bus he boarded would stop at his destination, despite the bus running on the same route. His journey was pretty uneventful. He gazed at things outside the bus. He got ready to alight from the bus as his destination approached.
To his surprise, it did not show any signs of slowing down! Soon the bus over-shot his destination. The boy felt his stomach tingling in fright. In his bewildered state, he didn’t know how to act. With anxiety and confusion clouding his mind, he jumped out of the bus!
Newton's law of Inertia sure came true.
Flying out, he landed on the pavement with a thud, in one piece, but badly injured. His knees were profusely bleeding, his elbows bore scratches all over and there were mild bruises on his forehead. As can be imagined, people soon gathered around him in no time. They started to watch like something very entertaining was taking place. The boy was groaning in pain - still in a trance, unsure of what just had happened. That’s when he felt a gentle pat on his back.
There stood two school going kids who were about the same age as he. Well you know what they say, "Help always comes in its own attire- leaving behind in our thoughts a lesson, a memory, an inspiration, worthy of a lifetime." The kids, unlike others, washed his bleeding wounds. They then bound his knees with their kerchiefs. The "audience" looked on. Were they touched? Were they moved? What were they thinking and feeling? Did this act of the kids' make the encircled crowd ashamed that they never volunteered to help that kid, but rather whiled their time watching the kid groan in agony? Yes, it did. Realization struck the minds of people; soon they took the boy to the hospital.
The lucky boy was I. Yes, lucky. Though I got physically weak, my heart grew larger and mind- stronger. This incident also embarked an unforgettable scar in my heart. I felt sorry for that innocent crowd who couldn’t understand that their help, however trivial would have been a great deed. Getting hurt and lying there without any first-aid or help, I had felt dejected and isolated though surrounded by many. A very insignificant issue maybe, yet, it taught me a valuable lesson in life. The spark in me was ignited then. That’s when I realized that helping others never went out of fashion, it was just that everyone is so caught up with their own lives that they have forgotten to look around themselves.
The most beautiful things in life cannot be bought, sensed, seen or touched - they must be felt with the heart. Those kids will stay etched in my heart forever. The dictionary does give the meaning of the word "help", but I owe my gratitude to those kids who made me truly understand it. "Vague is the pain I then experienced, but overwhelming is the inspiration that rose from it." This inspiration is what keeps me going each day. As time passed by I became aware that there were many people who were in desperate need of help, hence I resolved that I would not be ignorant to those who seek my help.
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| Kids are the world's best gifts ! |
I also inferred from my helping experience that --
“Life is not how happy we are with ourselves, but how much happiness we can create among others”.
It has given me the power to help and regard everyone as an individual for who they are and not for what they do. I feel proud to say, I learnt the lesson of a lifetime, and never forgot it. It has made me stronger and more sensitive.
Thank you kids, "audience", and yeah - the novel bus I got into!
