I see the light of hope
The last 3 days that went by poured news after news of killings, mass murder and hate crimes. There was a couple who shot innocent people in a mall in Los Angeles. Police termed this as terrorism. Then I read about the Montreal massacre which took place on 6th Dec 1989 in which the killer separated the women from among the students in a college and shot them killing 14 and injuring another 14. His reason was he despised feminists. Today morning I sat down with my tea and the newspaper, a news article which could not escape my eyes was about a man who stabbed 3 commuters at an Underground Tube station in London declaring “This is for Syria”.
Don’t these 3 incidents and a lot others compel us to meditate upon where is this world moving to and what legacy are we going to leave behind for our children?
What are we fighting for?
Do we realise it takes just 24 hours of incessant rains to wipe out everything rendering everyone the same – meek, helpless and knelt down before the fury of nature, leaving no distinction between the perpetrators and their victims.
And so we carry on holding that thread of kindness and compassion as hope. While we are insignificant in the macro scheme of things, we continue our acts of hope in the micro settings.
Thus, when I see the common citizens volunteering and helping with the relief work in Chennai floods, I see hope.
When I find myself compelled to go beyond my limitation to do things physically in order to collect and put together, whatever I can in a span of 15 minutes, to contribute to the relief material being sent to Chennai from our complex, I see hope.
When I see Dhruv and his friend lending their hands to a little boy, who is having a hard time climbing the steps of the slide in the park, pulling him up, I see hope.
When I witness Dhruv religiously picking up all the vegetables scattered on the floor, having spilled from their respective crates in the vegetable shop and placing them back in their crates, I see hope.
Hoping that ‘HOPE’ forms a virtuous circle, I contribute my bit by sending positive thoughts to the volunteers doing the good work, by being more compassionate towards myself and by appreciating Dhruv for all his kind deeds.