Back in
2011, when I was teaching my eighth graders, a girl in the front wrote an essay.
She wanted me to correct it. As I went through the essay, it mentioned of the
karmic actions and the circle of karma. Cause and effect basically. She ended
her essay with a dictum, ‘what goes around comes around’. This put me into
thinking, an eighth grader who wrote so well about life, religion and optimism.
Five years
on, this ‘going around-coming around’ maxim just played its part and I
witnessed it live, gave me a sense of relief and satisfaction. I am no different. Pardon me, my phonetics and
transcription is bad. Kay Gha Na Chi-
Birth, happiness, sickness and death is a universal truth. Someone I know just
doesn’t understand this. I bet the word ‘righteousness’ must be alien.
Someone of
ours simply wasn’t able to work, some real bad things were happening to the health.
To this others opinionated in not pretty good ways. The very person who spoke
bad earlier, was bed ridden. Never have I been pleased and satisfied on hearing
such news. How I wish to say…Birth, happiness, sickness and death right on the
face of this figure.
Sickness
comes to everyone and these miserable’s mock at others for their sickness are mentally
sick. This of course is much dangerous than being sick physically. When that
happens, I will just remember my eighth graders essay-What go around must come
around... Mental sickness can only be treated in Ranchi, Bihar. (At least that
was what I was told, when I was a kid). They got no place amongst us.
Everyone suffers
from sickness and I don’t intend anyone to like my post either because this is
just my idea of getting relieved from whatever disturbs my head but the bottom line
once again is, everyone falls ill. And just as I end my blog, what’s wrong when
you call a hypocrite, a hypocrite? A spade a spade! Selfish, greedy and self
centered people (Hypocrites) are everywhere. They come in all forms... friends,
colleagues, relatives, acquaintances and worst of all as leaders. These are jaundiced who see everything
yellow.
What’s wrong
in calling a spade, a spade?
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