Almost ten years back, I was going through lowest phase of my life. I felt like i had reached zero. Financially, personally, everything I had lost. I was not even at zero, I was in negative. I had to pick up my scattered pieces. I used to Ask God, please help me, please guide me, tell me what shall i do? So I used to get sometimes that go and help people. There are people out there who need your help too. I wondered and felt that I needed help myself, how can I help anyone. Then I started crying and said, God please help me in helping people. Next day, I met a small child who was hungry and I was holding my food. I gave him my food to him. It was winters time, I was standing in the balcony of our then first floor house and I saw an old lady walking on the road, with no warm clothes. She was shivering. I asked her to wait, ran inside and checked out what i could take out. I had my own limited stock, still I managed to pull out a very thick one. I gave her that and saw that blessing in her eyes. Then few days later, I bought some packets of Biscuits and packed glasses of water and I decided to give to anyone, who would come to me. Once I gave to an old beggar, who was almost crying. He sat then and there and ate in just two minutes. He left raising his hands, like thanking or may be blessing. Whatever it was, it was so beautiful. There are many incidences like these.
It’s not that I do not go down the lane of life right now. But when I think of such moments, where I have felt divine inside me and around me, I gain all my lost strength and I get ready to start my life again. It gives me strength to go ahead, it gives an assurance, i am serving my purpose, it tells me that I am not wasted, it tells me that I can do better, it tells me that yes we all are one and when we do something for someone else, it is for self only. It gives me an opportunity to be better.
The peace always stays in my soul and the smiles are always cherished in my heart.
Can we all learn the art of giving?
