The recognition of 'being blessed' !!!

Back to my readers !!!

Much busy as well as lazy days kept it this long to reach out to you !

I was all thinking about what actually people mean by 'being blessed'. I had seen most of them using it when comes to the family matters. Like they captions it for a family picture or says they are blessed to have such siblings etc. Of course it is ! Most of us but never think in much depth. Well, according to me, being blessed is when we live a life with protective shelter and good food. Oh, come on, air is what all will get of no cost. The matter comes only whether it is fresh or not ! But the former two, people die being denied of these. Some even live without these, yearning to die, but couldn't. Because they are not blessed as we are. The thing is, we never realize how or for what we are really 'blessed' ! 

Each and everyone of us may have seen people who don't have a house of their own, wandering here and there, in bus stands, railway stations, in streets, begging for food, money. How those people are blessed? They are not, never ! All they have in their eyes is a hope of help from us, 'the blessed ones' ! Our childhood innocent thoughts always included of thinking where these people go or where they live etc. Yeah, I had such doubts and I know most of you had too !

These days when talking about homeless people two such souls strikes my mind at once. I will share about them to you too. 

I had to witness one of them every single day during my degree days since 2015 until some two and a half months ago. A man in his mid-thirties, tall, not much fair, in a shirt and dhoti(I had never seen him in any other dress though). He had long black hair tied to a high-bun, some days left loose. I remember one day he had a hair cut and we double looked him. He used to sit out of our college near to the fence. He will be present in his usual place every morning before we arrived for the classes. And in the evenings we used to visit our favorite tea shop near to the junction and he used to sit on the long steps of a shop opposite to us. And we had also seen him walking from the junction towards the college fence. But never seen him opening his mouth or talking to people. Once in a while, he smiles at us. But the unease to such gracelessness restricted us from smiling back. He used to smoke off and on. One day, it was an August 9, 2016 evening, I was walking through the way passing him with one of my friend. By noticing him for the first time, my friend judged him as a drug addict. I am unaware of the ability behind that foremost sight judgement ! That can be true or may be my friend was wrong. But we used to believe that he was someone who had a bright life back. At times we used to worry of his whereabouts, discuss each other about him and that is when we realize our childhood flew away leaving some pure bits within us, forever !!!

The other one was whom I had to encounter during most of my journeys from hostel to home. A young lady in her late-twenties, dark, neatly tied black hair, not much tall but had sufficient height that none will compare to a precise one. She kept a mismatching dressing trend(well I know calling it a trend will scrunch your eyebrows but nowadays regardless the person, whatever out of an usual style turns up to be a trend and forgive me for it) I had been seeing her since two years in the ladies compartment of Thiruvananthapuram to Mangalore Maveli express. I don't even know whether she travels defying the rules of Indian Railways because a TTE check in ladies as well as general compartment is occasional. She walks through the whole compartment and keeps on murmuring something dissimilar. Sometimes she carries a bag with her. She chats with the other passengers, sometimes disturbs them. Some months back, me and one of my classmate were travelling in the same compartment with her when she disturbed the whole passengers a lot. She abused many of them and my classmate couldn't sleep that whole night. It had been three days since I last saw her so far. I was really shocked when she approached me last Wednesday evening in the same train. She came and asked me:

"Was that Deepthi with you people?"

I signed no shaking my head. And I thought that was all about the journey. She will never let us move in peace. She went to the next seat murmuring about the missing of Deepthi. A middle aged lady in the seat was asking her many questions one after other. She is from Thalassery and is in search of an old age home where she wanted to stay hereafter. The lady suggested her one of them in Shasthamangalam. She was studying the address loudly by heart then. She told the lady that she was married and her husband left her.She had two children who lives with her parents. But it was evident from her way of talking that all of it was just lie as well as rubbish. She moved to the last seat then scolding another girl to sit properly. Anyways that was it and none of us saw her in the morning. At a point of time, I was all thinking about the Deepthi she was searching for !!!

Both of these people were not born as how they are now. Maybe they were blessed ones once and are definitely not now. Regardless of a home, they don't even have an identity of their own. How could someone be blessed when they don't even know who they are and what they are for??? They are just two from millions like them.

We should be thankful to them in some ways. It is only because of them we think of ourselves as how blessed we are. We don't live a compact life like them but are blessed. We should have that proficiency of recognition. We live happily here is because of all we have. We live a plenty life. The recognition itself brings positive omen.

Feel the bliss and let the only life be happily lived !

-infinite love-