Sunday, March 29, 2009

Queen’s sacrifice…


It was sometime in my 7th standard (6years back from now). I was badly pampered as I am the only child of my parents and was not deprived of anything that I longed for. I got all that I wished for. In short, I was the queen of the house. I too stood up to my parents’ expectations by scoring well. So the queen deserved to be a queen I guess.

Well, the queen was not all that good. She was very stubborn and would achieve whatever she wanted to. No matter how big it was and would never give up until she wins. In a way it was bad as she really didn’t care for anyone when she was onto something.

It was a usual day. Our queen finished the school and was hurrying up home in a local bus. She always wanted to have a window seat in the bus and made it a point to get it every day. When others asked if they could share the seat, she plainly refused. She thought others had no right in what she achieved. That day was no different. She got a window seat and was happily watching the view outside which she used to do every day. That day she had decided to doze off in the bus as she was really tired. After all, being a queen is not all that easy you see.

But when she was almost ready to doze off, she noticed a handicapped woman entering the bus. She felt that the women would ask for the seat and so the queen took her gaze off. She closed her eyes, could not sleep. She opened her eyes carefully to examine if the woman was nearby waiting for the seat. But no, she was not. This amazed our little queen.

She had multiple questions running on her mind like should she give her the seat? Will she be losing her achievement if she sacrifices? She was thinking all this for a minute and looked at the woman once more. This time our queen lost it. Without even answering her own questions, she just stood up and asked the woman to occupy her seat without hesitation. The woman thanked her and occupied the seat happily. Just after a while the woman called our queen back as she had to get down and asked our queen to occupy the seat again. The woman was very much touched. She blessed our queen with her hands on our queen’s head.

Don’t know why. When that woman touched my head to bless me, I had this real feeling of achievement which I had not got even when I topped my class(I used to consider topping the class as the greatest achievement then). I was really touched and moved. That was my first sacrifice. I felt like a real QUEEN. That incident really changed me a lot.

Saturday, March 28, 2009

Your Love

Your Love made me blind,
that I couldn't see my mind.

your Love made me deaf,
that I couldn't listen to my mind.

your Love made me dumb,
that I couldn't speak to my mind.

your Love made me a loser,
that I lost my mind to u.