Life: A pleasure or..

Here came the dawn,
Oh! beautiful it seemed,
with the lovely dew drops,
and the rays that peeped.
The bubbling water, and the gurgling river,
with the stars twinkling out of the sky's quiver,
The cool, calm breeze, that gave me peace,
with the lovely blossoms swinging on the trees.
I felt secured in the laps of LIFE.
Ah! Life's a pleasure, with no signs of strife.

But then came something, shaking my mind and soul,
and turned my painting sad on the whole..
A pair of sad eyes, reflecting the darkness of heart..
Looking hopelessly at me..I was really hurt..
He was in rags, with a sack on the back,
sorrows n' darkness, that was all in the sack.
I asked, if he ever liked to study.
He burst out-"Are you playing a joke on my poverty?"
"When hunger and cries-they all are around,
I have nothin to worry, but a grain and shroud!"

I couldn't utter a word you know..
I had no courage for even sympathy to show..
I felt guilty of myself, and guilty of my wealth,
Of what use was it, amidst all these sorrows I felt..
The adult childhood as if slapped me at once,
and revealed the darkness, that couldn't be lit up by a thousand suns,
The dawn to me seemed horrible as never before,
and the dew drops were now the tears ashore,
The rays made me feel afraid of light,
And I tried to hide my face out of fright,
The river had gone dry, like the joys in his heart, I was sure,
The stars had gone dimmer, and twinkled no more,
The blossoms this time were dull and dry,
For the bud that was nipped had made them shy.

I felt insecured in the laps of sorrows,
At the thought of those, who had no dawn, no morrows..
The struggle n' strife were revealed somehow,
..n life was no more..a pleasure to me now...

Lets spread some cheer ppl!!

Nothing like situation extraordinaire..just a commonplace conversation not lasting more than two minutes..but that left a feel good factor lingering behind..so much so that I am scribbling this almost two weeks later.
So I was visiting this restaurant located at a really busy hub for lunch with a friend. Needless to mention, it was weekend, so the parking had some waiting..and while we were supposed to be complaining about the crowd, and the traffic, and the weather, and the work, and the neighbors, and their maids, a petite lady in her late twenties walked towards us with smile. She was clad in a plain uniform saari, and with her bindi, and neatly braided hair, looked like any ordinary working class female. There was some cheerful aura about her...and in a truly pleasing demeanor, she asks:"Sir, aap yahan lunch karne aaye hain?[smile]"

We nodded.
"O..Rajdhani me kya[smile]?"
We smiled back.
"Sir, wo kya hai..abhi parking thodi full hai[and a short grin]..par 5 minutes..just 5 minutes me number aa jayega..waise bhi aapko lunch karna hai..5 minutes should be ok naa?[and a continuous smile] "
We couldn't obviously say no to the invitation.
"And sir, here's your parking ticket. Isko Rajdhani me dikhaiye..you'll get it refunded.[smile]"
We hand off the parking fees, and grab the ticket.
"Have a nice lunch![smile]"
And off she goes..to the next car in the queue.
And while she goes about spreading the same cheer, without showing any signs of fatigue after having stood for so long in the sun, and catering to the maddening rush, we realize that she just did a magic trick, and we were talking about her while smiling all the way instead of complaining about the world around..
She had no reason to treat strangers like us that nicely..and yet she did it..
And I should have thanked her for doing this then and there..but somehow I din't.
So here, this blog's a testimony to the parking lady, and everyone like her, who do their jobs with a smile, and are the real life cheerleaders!
And while I sign off, let's make this world a better place to live in.
S.M.I.L.E ppl!!