“Life is one big road with lots of signs. So when you riding through the ruts, don’t complicate your mind. Flee from hate, mischief and jealousy. Don’t bury your thoughts, put your vision to reality. Wake Up and Live!”
— Bob Marley
“Enjoy your own life without comparing it with that of another.”
— Marquis de Condorcet
“Your present circumstances don’t determine where you can go; they merely determine where you start.”
— Nido Qubein
“Don’t make a decision based solely on popularity. Just because other people are doing it doesn’t mean it’s the best choice for you.”
— Author Unknown
“I expect to pass through this world but once. Any good, therefore, that I can do or any kindness I can show to any fellow creature, let me do it now. Let me not defer or neglect it for I shall not pass this way again.”
— Quaker Proverb
“That summer, Titanic fever gripped Kabul. People smuggled pirated copies of the film from Pakistan- sometimes in their underwear. After curfew, everyone locked their doors, turned out the lights, turned down the volume, and reaped tears for Jack and Rose and the passengers of the doomed ship. If there was electrical power, Mariam, Laila, and the children watched it too. A dozen times or more, they unearthed the TV from behind the tool-shed, late at night, with the lights out and quilts pinned over the windows.
At the Kabul River, vendors moved into the parched riverbed. Soon, from the river’s sun-baked hollows, it was possible to buy Titanic carpets, and Titanic cloth, from bolts arranged in wheelbarrows. There was Titanic deodorant, Titanic toothpaste, Titanic perfume, Titanic pakora, even Titanic burqas. A particularly persistent beggar began calling himself “Titanic Beggar.”
“Titanic City” was born.
It’s the song, they said.
No, the sea. The luxury. The ship.
It’s the sex, they whispered.
Leo, said Aziza sheepishly. It’s all about Leo.
“Everybody wants Jack,” Laila said to Mariam. “That’s what it is. Everybody wants Jack to rescue them from disaster. But there is no Jack. Jack is not coming back. Jack is dead.”
— Khaled Hosseini (A Thousand Splendid Suns)
We keep continuing with our lives whining and cribbing about things that we don’t have, things that we were forbidden. We crib about unfaithful partners, betraying friends, roaring economic problems and much more… What we fail to realize is the fact that we have so much. If we would have been at the place of many others, the concept of faithfulness, loyalty, financial fullness would have been hopeless and worthless! This is one of the few books that can make you cry. A book which makes you think again. Which instigates gratitude in every nerve of the body.. Awestruck!
Realistic! So true! 🙂
Something that we can relate with!
Art is the transmission of feelings the artist experiences.
– Leo Tolstoy
So true! 🙂
When i was in the 8th grade i had this one extremely beautiful chapter in our English course ” That whereby men live” written by the great Russian author Leo Tolstoy. This chapter gave me the first ever i-got-goosebumps-while-reading! Something that i shall never forget ever in my life!
The story goes something like this:
A kind and humble shoemaker called Simon goes out one day to purchase sheep-skins in order to sew a winter coat for his wife and himself to share. Usually the little money, which Simon earned would be spent to feed his wife and children. Simon decided that in order to afford the skins he must go on a collection to receive the five roubles and twenty kopeks owed to him by his customers. As he heads out to collect the money he also borrows a three-rouble note from his wife’s money box. While going on his collection he only manages to receive twenty kopeks rather than the full amount. Feeling disheartened by this Simon rashly spends the twenty kopeks on vodka and starts to head back home.
On his way home he rants to himself about the little he can do with twenty kopeks besides spend it on alcohol and that the winter cold is bearable without a sheep-skin coat. While approaching a holy shrine, Simon stops and notices something pale looking leaning against it. He peers harder and distinguishes that it is a naked man who appears poor of health. At first he is suspicious and fears that the man has no good intentions if he is left in such a state. He proceeds to pass the man until he feels that for a second the man lifted his head and looked toward him. Simon debates what to do in his mind and feels shameful for his disregard and heads back to help the man.
Simon gives the articles of clothing he can and wraps around the stranger. He aids him as they both walk toward Simon’s home. Though they walk together side by side, the stranger barely speaks and when Simon asks how he was left in that situation the only answers the man would give was: “I may not tell” and “God has punished me.” Meanwhile Simon’s wife Matrena debates whether or not to bake more bread for the night’s meal so that there is enough for the following morning’s breakfast. She decides that the loaf of bread that they have left would be ample enough to last till the following morning. As she sees Simon approaching the door she is angered to see him with a strange man who is wrapped in Simon’s clothing.
Matrena immediately expresses her displeasure with Simon, accusing him and his strange companion to be drunkards and harassing Simon for not returning with the sheep-skin needed to make a new coat. Once the tension settles down she bids that the stranger sits down and have dinner with them. After seeing the stranger take bites at the bread she placed for him on his plate, she began to felt pity and showed so in her face. When the stranger noticed this his grim expression lit up immediately and he smiled for one brief moment. After hearing the story from the stranger how Simon had kindly robed the stranger after seeing him in his naked state Matrena grabbed more of their old clothing and gave it to Simon.
The following morning Simon addresses the stranger and asks his name. The stranger answers that his name is simply Michael. Simon explains to Michael that he can stay in his household as long as he can earn his keep by acting as an assistant for Simon in his shoemaking business. Michael agrees to these terms and for a long period of time remains a very faithful assistant. One day a customer who was a nobleman came in their shop. The nobleman outlined strict conditions for the construction of a pair of thick leather boots will not lose its shapes or become loose at the seams for a year or else he would have Simon arrested. When Simon gave the leather that the nobleman had given them to use to Michael, Michael appears to stare beyond the nobleman’s shoulder and smiled for the second time since he had been there.
As Michael sews the leather to construct the boots he does so in a fashion that makes them soft leather slippers rather than thick leather boats. Simon is too late when he notices this and cries to Michael asking why he would do such a foolish thing. Before Michael can answer, a messenger arrives at their door and gives the news that the nobleman has died and if they could change the order to slippers for him to wear on his death bed. Simon is astounded by this and watches as Michael gives the messenger the pre-made leather slippers. Time continues to go by and Simon is very grateful for Michael’s faithful assistance. One day another customer comes in who happens to be a woman with two girls, one of which was crippled. The woman requested if she could order a pair of leather shoes for each of the girls but to only three shoes since they both share the same shoe size with the exception of the crippled girl’s lame foot. As they are preparing to fill the order Michael stares intently at the girls and Simon wonders why he is doing so. As Simon takes the girls’ measurements he asks the woman if they are her own children and how was the girl with the lame foot crippled. The woman explains that she has no relation to them and that the mother on her deathbed accidentally crushed the leg of the crippled girl. She expresses that she could not find it in her heart to leave them in a safehome or orphanage and took them as her own. When Michael heard this he smiled for the third time since he had been there.
After the woman and two children finally left Michael approached Simon and bid him farewell explaining that God has finally forgiven him. As Michael did this he began to be surrounded by a heavenly glow and Simon acknowledged that he was not an ordinary man. Simon asked him why light emits from him and why did he smile only those three times. Michael explained that he is an angel who was given the task to take away a woman’s life so she can pass on to the next life. He allowed the woman to live because she begged that she must take care of her children for no one other than their mother could care for them so. When he did this God punished him for his disobedience and commanded that he must find the answers to the following questions in order to be an angel again: What dwells in man?, What is not given to man?, and What do men live by? When Michael returned to earth to take the woman’s soul, he realized that the woman’s lifeless body rolled over and crushed the leg of the now crippled girl. Michael’s wings had left him and he no longer was an angel but naked and mortal. When Simon rescued him he knew that he must begin finding the answers to those questions. He learned the answer to the first question when Matrena felt pity for him, thus smiling and realizing what dwells in man is “love”. The answer to the second question came to him when he realized that the angel of death was looming over the nobleman, thus smiling and realizing what is not given to man is “to know his own needs.” Lastly, he comprehended the answer to the final question when he saw the woman with the two girls from the mother he previously did not take the soul of, thus smiling and realizing that regardless of being strange or relation to each other what men live by is that “love exists in man.” When Michael finished he sang praise to God as wings appeared on his back and he raised to return to heaven.
As an eight grader this might have been something i like because of my fantasies of God or Heaven that my parents had taught me. But even today this story lives in my heart not because it has got anything to do with god or heaven but because it has got something to do with the most beautiful thing that exists. Love. Care. Empathy. Compassion. Something that the world today hides. Something that doesn’t interest anyone. But something which indeed is the most beautiful part of our life. And only these things have given us and our lives the most beautiful moments. The moments we long for. The moments we want to relive again and again! 🙂
Plot Courtesy: Wikipedia
The world is both round and small. We shall always keep bumping into people we wished we never saw again, people we never wanted to meet, people whom we had totally forgotten. Life is more masaledaar (spicy) than a Bollywood flick!
You will keep meeting the hopeless category holders again and again. Not because the Creator hates you but because He wants you to grow.
The biggest and the most difficult of all the things is ‘letting go’. It’s just five freaking letters LET GO. But is it easy to let go? to forgive?
Have you forgiven the anonymous man who stole your wallet, phone or something precious? have you forgiven the partner who cheated on you? The friend betrayed and left you at the lost moment? The dear one’s who didn’t stand for you when you needed them the most? and if you superficially did, can you face them now and be with them like nothing ever happened?
Questions not to be answered but to be contemplated! 🙂
If the sky held back all the water it got, would there be any rains? would there be any life? Of course not. Letting go doesn’t mean that the sky doesn’t have any self respect. It shows how selfless the sky is.. how more adorable the sky is! 🙂
Worth pondering, eh? 😀