A SEED OF WISDOM

             “God! Why it has to be me always? I’m tired of your games” I muttered it when I sat on the bus seat next to window seat. Everyone of my friends asked me, “Tharik, is there a problem? I shook my head by saying,” No! No problem. I’m alright.”That describes me. I’m so brittle, that even a small problem can break me into pieces. I curse with every broken piece of mine. My face would be frowned for the entire day making it ugly and sad.

              It was just another day for everyone but not for me. You could say, “It’s a coincidence”. I would say, “Whatever it is, it changed me once and for all”. I would not say I have changed completely but I would raise my hand and say it aloud, “I’m changing and I love it wholeheartedly.

              My route bus is always crowded due to infrequent bus facility. Since the bus originates from my place, I always get the seats near window or aside it. That was a normal day when it started. Things fell in place as usual. My friends were mocking me but I was not interested. I had not lent my ears to them. I was silent and was watching the people on the roadside. Human is a curious breed of God. Isn’t it?  When you ask him not to do, his sixth sense will irritate you by doing the same. If you ask him to do something, come on! Why do I have to listen to you? Hell with you. I hated everything that day, Giggling, whistling, murmuring, joking, laughing and every other noise made by man. I had been harsh to my friends because of their naturally human behaviour. I had to, you know, because my mood was not good. I was unhappy when they talked about girls they saw on the road. I was not a human that day. That doesn’t mean that I was an animal that day. Their mockery became loud, my face turned red and I shifted my gaze from window for the first time since the bus started.

           I saw him! A small kid was standing near my seat holding my seat for support. I smiled at him. He smiled at me back. That was unnatural to me because I smiled for the first time since morning. The little boy might be doing his sixth standard. My bad! I hadn’t asked this question to him. He was wearing his school uniform with a big bag on his back. Holy God! Indian education system needs a dramatic change. Bags like that could bend a back. I have to feel pity for present day kids. His uniform was not ironed. His dresses looked clumsy but his face was as bright as a night moon.

            People were pushing him and he was struggling. I asked him, “Son! You are struggling. Sit on my lap.”

           He replied with a morning sun shine like smile,” It’s ok bro!”

           I asked him again, “At least give me your bag. It’s too heavy. I’ll keep it on my lap”. He gave it with a radiant smile.

          I muttered to myself, “Holy God! Is smile another organ in his body? How it is possible for him to keep a smile on his face every time?”

          I was anxious to talk to him. I started my personal conversation with him. I asked him, “Where are you studying?”

      He replied with the same adorable smile. Damn me! I forgot the school name.

      I just wanted to talk to him. It made me to relax. I asked him again,” Do you study well?’

      He replied with a bright face, “yeah bro! I do!”

      I replied, “That’s good! What’s your rank in class?”

     This time he must have thought that someone was appreciating him. His face became brighter. He said, “First rank bro!”

      You should see his smile. God! Its true isn’t it? Godliness, I sensed it for the first time. I felt the warmth running through my body.

      I asked him, “Son, what’s your dad?”

      He didn’t hesitate to reply. His answer came in a flash with a same adorable smile, “My father is a launderer.”

      The little lips never wanted to give up the smile. Finally he said, “bro! My stop has come. I’m gonna get down. Thanks for the help.”

       I thrust ten rupees in his palms. He refused to accept it. He said, “why?”

        I replied with a big smile, “a nominal fee for talking to me. Just kidding, take it son. It’s not bigger than what you have given me today. Enjoy the day. It’s yours.”

       He took it and left the place in a hurry. He taught me one thing; keep a smile on your face. When you smile at your problems, God will be with you. I turned to my friends and said, “Dear nerds! Be like that kid.”

     That little kid made my day and planted a seed in my mind and heart, a seed of wisdom which is growing deeper and deeper now. Keep smiling. Life is short, why to thrust your heart with so many problems. Instead smile at them. One, two, threeeeeee!!

Note: This incident happened to me long back. I narrated this incident to my friend gokul nath. This  was the answer behind the question "why did I start a blog?" Thanks to Gokul nath for pulling me back to get a clear view of the big picture.