The tears...they just came...

I have a question to myself. I cried today, when I gave him a greeting card. I dont know why. But my thought of giving him a card was because of an incident that happened yesterday. Yesterday, when I went to his house, he wasnt really in a good mood, and I, at that time, had lots to share with him. But he suddenly spoke so rudely with me, that it came as a very "shocking surprise". I felt anger shooting up my veins, and so to control myself, I took the best possible solution, I left. I didn't even speak to his wife. It was only later that I realized the cause of his rudeness...

All said and done, and things were okay, I went to Jayanagar today, and bought him a card. I have this weird habit of giving greeting cards to people...just like that, coz I feel it makes one feel better, in whatever mood they are, it brings a smile on their face. I wanted to see him smiling, and so I got this very thoughtful greeting card and gave it to him. But after I gave him the card, I saw a different look in his eye. I cant really explain it, but it brought tears in my eyes. That look said something, but all his lips uttered were, "Thank You". Tears welled up in my eye when I said, "You're Welcome". I couldn't take it any longer, and ran to the rest room to cry my heart out. I am still thinking, why did I cry? Why does my heart cry for every little emotion he shows?? Why is it that I feel like going out of the way and do all thats possible for me to do for him...only to see him smiling?? And finally, coming back to all that's going on in my mind today, why did I cry?? Why??

A Wonderful Gesture...

I was taking an evening stroll in the park the other day, when this incident happened, that brought about the very urge in me to talk about it with you today. It was a great evening, with the birds constantly chirping on the trees, a gentle breeze and a wonderful weather. I jogged for about an hour and then began to walk towards home...I was in my own world, when I was suddenly stopped by a group of kids, children of the labourers at a nearby site, I presume. There were three of them; a little girl, about five years old, a small boy of about four who was carrying a little baby boy, maybe a year old. The baby, although shabby with mud and his nose running, was a cute sight...they began to beg for money and food...and I, for once was not even carrying my wallet...personally I dont really encourage begging, and I was about to shoo them, when an idea struck me. I was carrying my mobile phone with me...the one which has te FM radio...I turned on the radio, put the headphones into the girls ears and waited...The look on her face was worth capturing in a camera...she looked happy...she was feeling diffrent. I then put the headphones in the little baby's ears...what I saw after that was the healthiest smile I could have ever seen...

The baby's happiness knew nothing about the phone, nor the music...but it was totally amazed at the voices it was hearing...it began to move its body with the rhythm of the music...it looked as if the kids were contented with what they heard...

I felt elated, happy that I could bring a smile on their face. I felt at peace after seeing such healthy smiles, smiles that made a place in my heart and mind...smiles, that made my day...

                                              - As told to me by my Best Friend