Imagine being in a beautiful park surrounded by beautiful and sweet atmosphere. But, what if the garden of the park has no reality, what if the garden does not have fallen and dry leaves, imperfect trees, sweet smelling real flowers; though being surrounded by these many things, the atmosphere will make you feel unreal; emptiness will surround you. A feeling of nothingness will surround you. It’s a feeling that comes to you when you feel and see that you have everything, but a smallest thing makes you feel that actually you have nothing. That one little thing makes you feel empty and worthless.
It has been felt many times by me. I remember in my second year in college we had an announcement that there was going to be a Half Marathon in our city back in January 2017. Our college was distributing the registration forms to become a participant in the Marathon. I was extremely excited. It was a happy moment for me. My parents gave me permission to become a part of it and my dearest friends were joining me. Everything was there with me. But one single thing made everything that I had useless and worthless. An identity card; a general identity card that is indeed became now a necessity for all the citizens of our country. I remember back in my school days how I ignored the need to have this identity card. Everything started clicking me all of a sudden. This one small identity card shattered all my excitement, happiness and joy. I was filled with regrets of not getting one due to my own laziness and ignorance. But that repentance was never going to help me get the opportunity to participate in the Marathon. That one incident made me so helpless and incapable of doing something that I really wished to do. It was a small identity card which I ignored due to my own laziness since it wasn’t that necessary then, but the same identity card later shattered my beautiful dream and my excitement.
This is how the things that look small and insignificant are actually the most significant things. The things that sometimes you thing can ignore sometimes are the things that needed the most attention. Another situation made me realize the same when all of a sudden my Laptop got repaired one day and it was left at the repairing shop for a few days, I had to work with my Brother’s laptop. I had this Java test the other day and I had to practice doing programs in laptop. I got all the software from my laptop and started installing them in my brother’s laptop. But I somehow missed small software and because of that one small little software I wasn’t able to practice the programs in the editor. This is how that little software made every other thing useless and worthless. Though I had everything, but still I had nothing in hand.
These were the technical things, but Life is so much Non-technical. It is beyond our thought and ideas. It is unpredictable and yet so beautiful. We can’t predict what is going to happen the next hour, the next minute the next second. It is full of sweet surprises and sudden shocks. We always look at life as a big picture; we forget to see that the small things gather together and make the picture. To make a picture look beautiful, the color, their combination, their amount everything matters. It’s just small things taken together that make the big picture look beautiful. We run behind the big dreams that we see and in the pursuit of those big dreams, we forget to cherish the small things, we forget to appreciate small happiness.
It’s the little thing that makes the impact. A simple sweet smile sometimes makes someone’s day. A simple appreciating talk can motivate someone who is down. A small talk can sometimes reduce the pain that you might be carrying in your heart. Sometimes a simple small walk can make you feel refreshed. A sweet with your parents, your dearest friends sometimes can avoid lots of misunderstanding and can reduce the distance. It’s small but it has great impact.
Look at the small beauty around you. It will fill you up with happiness and satisfaction that is incomparable. A small fraction is what makes the change. A small fraction of Love can improve the Situation and at the same the absence of that small fraction can turn things upside down. Just a small Fraction!
Motherhood is divine. Motherhood is sacred. Motherhood is bliss. In this universe not only the human beings but all the living things are blessed by God with this prestigious, joyful status of Motherhood. When I was seriously waiting for God’s blessings to obtain motherhood my residence of three bedroom Bungalow got the pleasure of seeing so many Mothers. Dogs selected my garden to deliver their loving puppies. The flying small, brown sparrows used my bungalow’s several things such as fans, tube lights, cupboards to build their nests and to lay their eggs and delivering their chirping young ones by hatching them in their nests. My garden’s trees became the Maternity homes for crows and Mynahs. In one summer, one pregnant cat entered into our house and even without getting my permission, turned one secret place of my house as its kitten delivering home and all of a sudden one day emerged as a proud Mother before me catching hold of one of her kittens in her mouth. One summer afternoon one fully pregnant cow reached my compound wall gate and just outside my gate delivered one beautiful young calf. Now also blue pigeons have selected my house’s washing area cupboards as their maternity home. Readers, reality is that before becoming a Mother to my twin children, with these living Mothers of so many animals and birds I played the role of a care taker or Friend. Helping these Non- speaking chirping, barking, noisy Mothers gave me too much of interest in my life.
So today I remember those loving Mothers on this Mother’s day. Our Prime Minister’s April 2017’s “Mann Ki Baat” had the mentioning of these tiny sparrows. This brought to my memory my house’s Mother Sparrows and their young ones, the Mother Sparrows’ hardships in taking care of the young ones and my help, care and service towards the sparrow Mothers in taking care of their children. I convey my thanks to our P.M. Today on this Mothers Day I Share my life’s so many Mothers who may not be human beings like us but they are also the sacrificial Mothers of this Universe with you all my dear readers.
Today is Women’s Day. Today in my Favourite English Daily I saw special happy news about Women Rickshaw Drivers of my town Rajkot. Really I feel very happy to hear this adventurous beginning our Rajkot and Saurashtra region’s women have taken in our male dominating society. I strongly feel that these kind of some unimaginable tasks are done by women nowadays and so women empowerment is not only in the women going to white collar jobs studying college education, the women empowerment is but also in obtaining the rare skills which have been till date fixed and labelled and allocated for only the male groups and getting jobs for their skills and talents in the fields of “Only Men Areas”.
Like Only Vimal (Brand Name), some skills and some adventures jobs are having the label, “Only Men Skills & Only Men Jobs”. But our Rajkot women Rickshaw drivers have really broken that barrier and wall which was standing between Men & Women even in the issue of obtaining skills and seeking jobs on the basis of talents and skill and have put their strong skillful foot in the challenging field. I convey this happy achievement of our Saurashtra Women to my supporting readers of our blog which is Talkative Tongue.
Happy Women’s Day to our TalkativeTongue readers.
I am very happy to share with you all Talkative Tongue readers our City Rajkot’s Women’s Day Happy News.
Before a few days in my blog you would have seen my “From Heaven To Home!”. In that piece I really wrote that my own house is already under occupation but the tenants are living there freely without paying the rent to me. Rentless tenants. They are the blue pigeons and little sparrows. Till now from 2005 to 2016 October both these birds community are freely living in my house with their families and children but I was not given rent at all. Innumerable child births also had happened. Now this month I am going to shift my residence from my present residence to our own residence. So this week the house cleaning and the “ Welcome Ceremony” all were done with grand success. My rentless tenants were kept away from this function cautiously. Till the function ended, my tenants kept them in the sunshades and neighborhood building places and even in the windows of my house and were watching all the proceedings with care and concern and worry. Meetings also were convened in their groups. “What to do now? Owners of the house will throw us away from this house?” At last one blue pigeon entered into my sitting room courageously and began to fly here and there. The ceiling fan of that room was on and it was about to die getting crashed in that running ceiling fan. My kids saved its life by switching off the fan at the perfect needed time. My twin children’s’ timely and clever action saved its life. Then the blue pigeon our tenant began to fly inside the whole house indirectly telling me ,” Aunty, Please don’t ask us to go out of your house. We don’t have any comfortable place in this winter to live with our tiny tots. Please we also will stay in this house but we promise we won’t interfere in your life with our young one. We will also live in your this house but without noise or quarrels with you or with our family members. Please Aunty let us stay here. Please Aunty don’t throw us away”.
I asked, “So you tried to commit suicide in our running ceiling fan to threaten and to compel me to accept your request.”
Blue Pigeon: “Sorry Aunty. Please forgive me. I could not find any other idea other than this suicide idea to convince you.”
I: “No, Blue Pigeons and Sparrows. See, these ten long years you were living in my house freely. I did not get any rent from you. Now I am badly in need of this house. I don’t have any other house for me except this own house. So you shift your family to neighbourhood buildings. I won’t allow you to stay in my tiny house. For my things themselves I don’t have enough place in this tiny house then how is it possible to keep tenants and their families in this house? Go away my friend.”
The Blue Pigeon again started to fly. It went into the kitchen and kept itself behind the water Syntex(Water Tank) which has been kept and fixed in the kitchen Attic. From that Syntex of the kitchen attic water connections also have been given to all the rooms and my house. The blue Pigeon sat comfortably behind the syntex. I and my son began war and efforts to take it away from that place. My daughter in her utter fear kept herself in the bedroom. She kept herself away from our mission of chasing the Rentless tenant away from our house. But all our efforts went in vain.
What happened at last? The blue Pigeon told me from its hiding place which is behind the big syntex :”Aunty, I see empty place here behind the syntex. You won’t keep anything here. We all can use this place as our residence. We will have safety and security here. We can lead a highly peaceful, secured life in this unused place of your house. Aunty please allow us to stay in this unused area of your tiny house. “
You see readers This is my Personal experience. At last those clever highly intelligent, cunning Rentless tenants of my own house captured and occupied the secret, empty secured area which is behind the water syntex and adamantly refused to leave my house. Now itself my house is under occupation of the tenants. The washing area is also under occupation of sparrows. So please my friends be careful of these non rent giving free tenants of our loving precious residences.
Mumbaiyaas (People Of Mumbai) only can live even in the attics. Rajkotians( People of Rajkot) can’t live in the attic of a house. So my house is under the capture of Mumbaiyaas( Mumbai people type blue pigeons and tiny sparrows).
I am longing for Independence. Have any Ideas?
Before a few days in this blog you all would have read my “Cry Cry Clumsy.” In That writing I talked about my daughter. This week my daughter proved this truth. How? We are in the residence shifting mission now a days. We had to shift one kerosene filled up Ashok Stove to our going to be residence. I gave the work of packing that stove in a box to my daughter thinking that she is an expert in packing. But alas what horrible scene I got to see my dear readers. My daughter did that work with such clumsiness that the atmosphere (peaceful)
of the house got changed.Everywhere hue and cry, Bhagga-Bhaggi (Running here and there), Chillana- Cheeknaa( Shouting). In that work she took the help of her father and brother also. In packing a mere Stove three people were needed? I myself was highly busy in kitchen at that time. Here in the drawing room the Mission or Adventure of packing the kerosene filled up stove in its own box and tying it perfectly with a thread so that one could carry it was going on. What Happened at last? Everywhere clumsiness. As I told you in my previous writing I had to do double, triple work to finish the work. At the end of the day my thinking was this” If I had not given this stove packing work to my Computer Engineering Student Daughter, I would not have got two glasses of kerosene spilled up in the drawing room. I would not have got my writing- table smeared with kerosene; I would not have got my house in panic situation.”
I would not have to fall down seriously by getting slipped in that spilled kerosene of that floor and I would not have got waist pain and leg pain and would not have got the dry kerosene Stove box totally drenched in kerosene and would not have got compelled to finish the work or task with extra, double effort. So in my attempt of getting my daughter’s help I really increased my trouble. So please wary of clumsiness my readers.
Clumsiness creates danger and Destruction in almost all the places. The clumsy atmosphere creates one kind of fear in the mind of the viewers. Where there is no skill or cleverness in accomplishing a deed or managing a situation, the clumsiness enters. But in some essential fields like Defence, Space and Nuclear the Clumsy way of handling the situation brings disaster, destruction and fatal mass accidents, loss and causalities. In my Life, I get terrific fear on seeing the people who never do the task with skill and instead they create clumsiness and irreparable damage in the task. Whenever I fall Ill my Kitchen’s management and cooking task come under my Twin Children and My Husband. The kitchen in their hands goes to such clumsy, ugly atmosphere, that surely it takes at least two days to see my original beautiful Kitchen.
So we have to fear about those people who in their effort of helping us and reducing our burden, really takes the task to such a clumsy position that instead of help we have to do Double Triple work to get the Task in the right way. At those times our mind really thinks, if I had not taken the risk of getting those clumsy creator’s help I would not have done the redoubled burden.
India’s Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modi’s Slogan “Skill Development” really warns us about these clumsy creators. Mr. Modi asks all to select only highly skilful worker for the task so that clumsiness and the loss should be avoided and averted. Skill, talent, intelligence, perfection in doing the things, correctness in tasks are the needed things in today’s society.
Clumsiness is like a devil whereas skill is like a God.
Many times my lovingonly daughtercreates unknown kind of terror in my heart when she comes forward to help me to reduce my work loads burdens. But I am sure, my readers of this piece of writing, after sometime, you will see me doing severe hard work to correct the task which goes into unthinkable clumsy situation in her lovely little hands .
So please Wary of Clumsiness and Embrace Skill with Happiness.
My Adamant reply is definitely a “Yes”. Yes, Life is a struggle for all. Without struggle We Can’t move forward in our long life and we can’t move the life also. Life is not an easy Task but is a struggling one. Even for a very Small Child it has to struggle a lot in its own way to speak, to understand our talks. When the tiny little Child’s walking time comes, it really has to struggle a lot to take a few steps with support but using its tiny little, soft legs. After this Struggle it has to struggle a lot on its own to walk without support and to run so if for a tiny child life is a struggle then what about us who are grown up human beings who have innumerable responsibilities and duties which are to be finished in our span of Life time.
Now, Let Me say A few Words of the word Struggle,
The original meaning of the word Struggle is to suffer a lot or take pain to meet our goals. To obtain success in our ambition or mission we have to struggle a lot. After a lots of struggle we get the positive result which is highly sweet. India’s Prime Minister Mr. Narendra Modi’s struggle in the months of 2014 before the Parliamentary elections really gave him the sweet fruit of victory and he became India’s Prime Minister. So Struggle is the part and Parcel of our life to obtain our desires. Whenever I hear the word Struggle I remember India’s Father Mahatma Gandhi Whose freedom struggle brought country India the Independence. So we must learn to take all the struggles of our life easily if we have to taste the grand success with 100% Happiness.