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Articles: My Thoughts | What’s Constant
- Ms. niveda reddy
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This article is recall of her life. Her name is Kiranmayi Called as Kiran. She stands from a traditional family, highly contended and joyous though not affluent. As she ponders on……………………………………………………………………………………………
“When I was young I had no bothers other than my studies. My parents used to take care of me very well. My parents and no other world and moreover I never tried to peep outside. That day I was overwhelmed with happiness when my dad bought me a new bicycle; I still remember it was in my 8th standard. At that moment I felt that no one could ever love me more than my parents do and I am the most winsome and genial daughter in the world.
Time passed by and soon I got married when I was in Bachelor’s degree. He was a good guy and there were many instances when I felt that no one could ever love me more than him. I was mused with the thought that I never need anyone more in life.
Suddenly, things were different with his death and I couldn’t envisage my survival without him. None to stand beside me during the privation.
It was my old friend who helped me in every possible way for my survival. Slowly her consolations worked and I started a business. Again I felt that a friend is the most valuable and lovable person in everyone’s life.
I was about 60 yrs and even my friend left abroad to stay with her kids. I made enough money to live comfortably till I die. Soon, I didn’t know but I started pining for my birthplace, the place where I used to play, jump and swing in the woods. The place where I used to plunge into water in the seashore and so on.
Soon I decided to cede everything and spend rest of my life in my birthplace. Now here in my place when I see the woods and touch the soil, tears dropped down my eyes and I experience contentment and bliss. Now I feel that nothing is so close, touching, peaceful and significant than my birthplace. I would be happy here for the rest of my life watching children play in the same woods.”
So, give a thought before you read further “What do you think is constant?”
I guess it would be the same with many of us and the love and affection we experience at each instant and every moment, whoever is the person (even it may be place), however short may be our interaction with them, is absolutely true. May be we won’t realize the significance until we are through certain circumstances. Neither the place nor the persons are constant but the love and it is very precious. This is what I feel.
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