Showing posts with label Hallowed by deed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Hallowed by deed. Show all posts

Monday, April 4, 2016

Hallowed by deed - Part 5

My topics under "Hallowed by deed" is increasing in count. I am in fact feeling good that i am getting to write about many good things and good people around. Especially with so much of negative things happening around, such small incidents bring a ray of hope. Some people have helped me in situations which could otherwise have turned into a disaster. Some brought a smile on my face. Some made me forget my worries at least for few moments.

This incident happened during the fateful flood in Chennai. Fate sometimes does play around with your mind making you wonder if in deed you have done something wrong. My marriage was to happen on December 6th. I was supposed to leave to Kerala on December 3rd. My marriage saree blouses were with the tailor and i was supposed to take delivery of them on November 30th. Unfortunately i could not pick my blouses on 30th and decided it take it on the next day.

The next day - December 1st i woke to the sound of steady rain. Rain is supposed to make you cool and lazy. But it actually made my adrenaline rush up. There were predictions of rain over the week end which as usual had not come true and we had all started to relax thinking that we had escaped the heavy showers. We were not ready for another onslaught as the attack of rains few days back had left the city in a frenzy of knee deep water and inundation in few parts. But seeing it rain again on that morning a slight tension started building up in my heart.

I called up my office and we decided to work from home. It was impossible to move out in the rain which by then had started pouring heavily. Sometimes you wonder why you make some blunders for which there are no explanations. I found that i had left the charger of my Laptop in my office the previous day. I had to wind up some work before going on my marital holidays. Anyways i could not go and get it. So i worked till my laptop took its last breath. 1st of December passed with me and mom sitting in front of the TV following and consuming as much news as possible about the situation outside. There was constant discussion among neighbors on what would happen. The flooding had started. By the end of the day most of my friends had lost power connection at their place. We were getting a feeling that the trains would get suspended and hence booked flight tickets for the next day evening. We went to sleep with a feeling that things were going from bad to worse. But we had to wait it out.

2nd of December, we rose to a darker day. We lost power. Luckily both our mobiles were fully charged. We kept only one mobile on, in order to save power. News started coming in about trains getting suspended as the tracks were inundated. Water started seeping into out street. We started panicking. I waded through knee deep water to buy some groceries as we were not sure about the travel. By after noon news came in that all flights were suspended. I lost hope and decided to give up, even the tension. My fiance and would-be in laws called me to console me and we almost reached a point where we thought that the marriage would have to be postponed. They helped me approach this whole incident with the least emotional stress. The met department had forecast heavy rains till 6 Dec and airport would stay closed till then. In the night my fiance called me up to tell me that i should be expecting a call from his brother in law's friend who might be able to help us.

At night 11 o clock i got a call from my Samaritan - the hero of this article - Sathish. He assured me that he would arrange some mode of transport via road and get us out of Chennai next day as the Bangalore highway was open. From Bangalore we could take a bus/train/flight to Kerala. He asked us to be ready by early morning and to wait for his call. On the morning of 3rd December we were packed and ready by 6 o clock. Our mobiles were loosing charge and our neighbors were kind enough to let us use their cautiously used inverter saved power for charging. When i tried calling him, his phone was switched off. I became desperate. At around 7 o clock we happened to discuss the scenario with our neighbor who on hearing that the Bangalore highway was open, talked to a travel agency to arrange a taxi for us. By then Sathish called me and said that he could not arrange a taxi. When i told him that an agency had agreed to take us to Bangalore he was much elated than us. But he did not want us - 2 ladies to travel on our own. Hence he said he would accompany us till Bangalore and come back in the same taxi. This was a surprise to us since we had not expected him to be so nice. We felt relieved that we wouldn't have to take this uncertain drive alone.

And thus we started our journey to Bangalore at 9 AM on the 3rd of December. Sathish joined us on the way. He had taken a great risk in driving his bike from home till a point where he could not drive any further in water, parked it in front of a shut store and walked around 1 kilometer in water and then piggybacked on a strangers bike to reach his place of pickup. Our journey was filled with tension and fake news of a dam breach in Krishnagiri. Once we crossed Krishnagiri we started to relax as we knew situation was cool from that point on. I slept deeply after Krishnagiri forgetting all my tension and compensating my sleepless nights. We reached our destination at 3 o clock. Dropping us off, Sathish did not even take a minute's break as he wanted to be back in Chennai by midnight. He had plans to join a group of volunteers the next day for undertaking relief activities in the affected areas.

What could i say about this Good Samaritan - i was emotionally overwhelmed to have met a person like him. Why are some people so good? why are some so helpful? My neighbors helped me a lot, whom i could not thank enough. Best of all, this situation  helped shatter my tensions about life after marriage, as i had seen how pragmatic and supportive my to be husband and in-laws are.

I had forgotten the fact that i did not have a blouse to wear along with my marriage Saree. Well, buying a ready made blouse or rather wearing anything for the marriage was not even a matter of worry compared to postponing a marriage.

A marriage is a great affair in itself but mine has a backstory worth being shared.

Thursday, July 9, 2015

Hallowed by deed - Part 4

This is fourth in the series of “Hallowed by deed”.

In the previous parts I wrote about specific incidents which changed my perspective about life at various levels. Today I want to talk about many such small and seemingly insignificant incidents that have happened to me on various days. These incidents keep reminding me about how fortunate I am. There is hope always in everything. 

My hands were full and a stranger opened the door for me.
I boarded a bus and i found out that I have forgotten my purse – a stranger paid for my ticket.
I was in bank and i didn’t have a pen – a stranger gave me his pen.
I lost my way and a stranger helped me with the route.
I was getting late to office waiting in a queue and a stranger allowed me to surpass him in the queue.
A stranger shared his drinking water with me on a train journey.
A colleague offered me a ride home.
I fell down from my bike and a stranger helped me get back home.
I walked past a stranger and that person smiled at me warmly for no reason.
I entered the office and a smiling colleague (whom I don’t know) wished good day.
I couldn’t start my bike and a stranger helped me kick start it.
An old man waited for my family to come and pick me up from station as it was late in the night.
I befriended an elderly lady in a bus journey and had a real good time sharing each others life story.
I was tired and had to walk to bus stand - a colleague offered me a ride home.
I was traveling to OOTY in a car with my ex. On the way we saw a small girl selling fresh carrots in bunches. Each bunch cost Rs.10. Since we did not want a bunch, we asked her for 2 carrots. She gave it to us with a sweet smile and said does not want money for 2 carrots. Her innocence was endearing and heart-warming -a change from the insatiable world around. We gave her the 10 Rupees and left. 

 Many more such events which I cannot recollect keep happening daily. The crux of this whole list is very simple. Life is never too bad. When we lament about our life and feel discontented, we should count on small good things that keep happening to us. Without these little acts of kindness, life would have been intolerable. But we miss to celebrate such moments or be thankful about them, instead keep dwelling on the awful things. Nothing is perfect in this world. Let us learn to appreciate and be grateful in order to feel positive and move ahead with hope. I don’t intend to preach. I just want you all to feel what I felt and live with the good feeling.

Tuesday, March 3, 2015

Hallowed by deed - Part 3

This happened many years back. I was traveling in an auto, returning back home after a shopping spree. My train was at 8 PM from Chennai to Coimbatore. I was excited. How could I not be, when I was going home after almost 2 months and that too the first visit home after receiving my first salary. That was why all the shopping. Saree for mom, dresses for my sister. I had cash of 5000 in my purse –a part of my first salary that I was taking home to give to my mom.

Since I was staying at my aunt’s place I had bought some gifts for them too. When I reached home, after paying the auto driver I went in with my hands full of shopping bags. I gave the gifts to my uncle and aunt and my cousin and went into my room to pack my stuffs. That is when I realized with a shock that my purse was missing. I searched through all my stuffs and covers in vain. I told my cousin and he went out to check if the purse had fallen out somewhere while I walked in with the bags – but no use. I started crying.

Considering the financial situation of my family, losing 5000 felt like a crime. I could not stop blaming myself for being so careless. No one could console me. My cousin was quick to react. He was convinced that I had missed the purse in the auto. He took his bike and went to the nearest auto stand to inquire about the auto driver. He also drove around to check if he could spot the auto. But he could not.

I was sobbing badly. It was almost an hour since I had come home. As everyone was trying to console me, the doorbell rang. My cousin went to check and came back with a broad smile on his face. The auto driver had found the purse. With a sigh of relief i found the driver standing at the door holding my purse. He wanted to make sure that I got the purse. He knew it was my purse because of my driving license inside it. After giving the purse he asked me to check if everything was intact. Well, even if he had taken a few hundreds I would not have really bothered at that point. But everything was intact. I could not stop thanking him. I tried to give him some money, but he refused to take it and he left.

Some people are not just hallowed, they are saviors. I don’t remember his face, but his deed will always be remembered with a smile. One of the few situations when I realized the value of being careful also made me believe in the word “integrity”.

Tuesday, December 2, 2014

Hallowed by deed - Part 2

It was scorching hot in Chennai. Monday morning rush to office. I had returned after a week’s vacation. For most of us Monday is the worst day of a week, especially after a vacation

Cursing the hot sun, I started riding my Scooty. I had traveled for around a kilometer and lo, my Scooty slowed down and then abruptly stopped. I tried to restart it, but in vain. You can very well imagine my frustration. With a doubt, I opened the lid of the petrol tank to find it dry and clean. I had conveniently ignored the fact that I had not fueled my Scooty for some time before I left for my vacation.

Contemplating my options, I decided to push my Scooty to the nearest petrol bunk a kilometer away, rather than pushing it back home and taking an auto. The very thought of bargaining with auto drivers, made me cry.
I started the ordeal of pushing my vehicle. Suddenly I heard a man’s voice from behind

The man, probably in his early 40’s was driving by and wanted to know why I was pushing my vehicle. Hearing the reason, he offered to help. First he tried to tow my Scooty to the bunk. Finding it difficult, he decided to drive to the bunk himself and buy petrol. He was so empathetic, that he asked me to wait in the shade while he went to buy petrol. Within fifteen minutes he returned with a bottle of petrol. I don’t know from where he got the bottle. I gave him money, which he accepted. With a smile he advised me to be careful and drove away. Needless to say, I was overwhelmed by the incident.

On my way to office, I could not help but count the number of times I had ignored people struggling with their vehicles or with some other problem. I agree that it is not always possible for us to help someone, but there could be situations where genuinely someone is in trouble and our timely help could save their day and make our day, meaningful.

No matter how much we complain about all the bad things, there is always small goodness to find and that is what makes this place worth livable. Let us each, add some more reasons to make this place lovable :-)

Wednesday, October 1, 2014

Hallowed by deed - Part 1

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I have met few hallowed people in my life. Metaphorically they are "hallowed" due to the positive influence they created in my life. Sometimes a small gesture can go a long way in making you realize the value of the word "kindness" and how much it can touch your life. I have always carried this incident in my mind among other fond memories

This happened in 2005 when I had just joined my first job in Chennai. I used to walk a little distance to my office then. I noticed this boy of about 16 or 17 years sitting on the road side - begging. He was physically disabled. I was sure, that he could not even stand on his own legs. As i passed by I just stared at him. From the next day, it became a routine for me to give him a rupee and he would always smile at me. The smile, I swear was infectious. I used to feel energetic seeing him smile. Then one fine day, when I bent to give him the usual one rupee, with a much wider and brighter smile he offered me a small chocolate. I was surprised. He said, "Akka innakku ennoda Birthday akka"("Akka today is my birthday" - Akka is what you call your elder sister in Tamil). He said it with such happiness that I was dumbstruck. I did not know how to react. I took the chocolate and fumbled with my bag to find something that I could give him. I found a 5 rupee coin which I gave to him with a smile and walked away. I had that chocolate with me for many days as a memento of that event. But that incident and that boy have remained in my memory ever since. I realized that one does not need a reason to smile. Otherwise, that boy sitting there in that condition would never have been able to smile at a stranger like me. His smile taught me to hold myself up and fight, no matter how bad the situation is. His smile taught me to smile, always :-)

I just have one regret about the whole incident. I wish I had talked to him at least once.

Who knows when someone will need an extra dose of energy, so keep smiling and share some energy with others. There is so much to think and worry about. But at this moment, just Smile :-)

P.S. Smiling daily for 5 minutes can reduce heart-related ailments by 50% ;-)

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