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On Dec 8, 2014Bhavana Pankaj wrote :
There is an elderly man I see every day on my morning walks who makes a living - I got to know the day I stopped to greet and speak to him - by making flattened balls of cow-dung for religious and domestic purposes. Our eyes would meet every day but something withheld us from venturing further. That day, I folded my hands and said namaskar to him. He responded in a way that took me by utter surprise. He told me he lived alone - he did not marry - and how his entire family had passed on; how with much difficulty he made two ends meet etc. And then he smiled a warm smile and blessed me with such heart that his earlier acerbic disposition (or so it appeared to me) just vanished. As I walked away, there was this one overriding feeling: people, mostly and essentially, need affection, attention, a kind word, a little time... just a little love. My heart only cracked a little more that day. And I wouldn't want to exchange this for any security. I don't know if this is courage. But I do know that it is His love that I and each one of us has been trusted with - not to hold on to it, but give of it with a fullness - every time, as much as conditions allow.
On Dec 8, 2014 Bhavana Pankaj wrote :
There is an elderly man I see every day on my morning walks who makes a living - I got to know the day I stopped to greet and speak to him - by making flattened balls of cow-dung for religious and domestic purposes. Our eyes would meet every day but something withheld us from venturing further. That day, I folded my hands and said namaskar to him. He responded in a way that took me by utter surprise. He told me he lived alone - he did not marry - and how his entire family had passed on; how with much difficulty he made two ends meet etc. And then he smiled a warm smile and blessed me with such heart that his earlier acerbic disposition (or so it appeared to me) just vanished. As I walked away, there was this one overriding feeling: people, mostly and essentially, need affection, attention, a kind word, a little time... just a little love. My heart only cracked a little more that day. And I wouldn't want to exchange this for any security. I don't know if this is courage. But I do know that it is His love that I and each one of us has been trusted with - not to hold on to it, but give of it with a fullness - every time, as much as conditions allow.