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The joy of giving

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KATHMANDU, May 28: Most of us have most probably read the poem “Giving Tree” by Shel Silverstien.



This is one of the poems which impacted me greatly. Nothing lasts forever and it’s just that ‘one’ moment that we have and we can either just walk away from it or support someone needy with it.[break]



Just an incident which I can recollect at the moment is the one when I was walking across the street going to work and I heard a screech. When I turned to look, it was two wheelers colliding.



It was not much of a scene though. The rider of one of the bikes fled away and the other rider, who was an old man, was not badly hurt. The old man collected himself and dragged his bike on the sideway and that’s when he saw that his ankle was bleeding.



I was just passing by him and since I usually carry band-aids, I offered him one and the chemist shop was right in the corner. I got him some cotton, antiseptic cream and water. He thanked me and said, “You are like an angel to me”. Those words which I didn’t expect, made me feel good the whole week.



Small things we do leave behind such an impact that it cannot be termed or explained in anyway. For example, when we are walking down the street and spot a poor kid, it would cost us as much as Rs 10 to buy a packet of biscuit for the little kid.



You don’t have to be a social activist or working with an I/NGO to make someone happy or help someone. Wouldn’t it be great if we could help that little kid and get him to school so he doesn’t have to beg around the corner anymore? I know that there are organizations trying to help the street children and solve their problems but we can do that too.



It makes me sad when I see that we’ve become so selfish and self-centered. We are educated and have evolved with times and in the 21st century; I think we’ve forgotten the joy of helping. Moreover, if we enlighten ourselves, the world, perhaps, will be a better place to live in.



Leo Tolstoy once said, “what much land does a man need? All the land that he needs is a six foot long grave.” I would say, it’s all karma and what goes around, definitely comes around.



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