Art of struggle
this post might be a difference of thoughts, but it is what I just want to be shared
it was the fourth day of our leadership training camp, and early morning, doing my duty as admin member, I was cleaning the black board made up of wood, my pointing finger got pinch of some wood throne and it happened to stay inside.
I and my friend tried a lot to bring this particle out of my finger, but couldn't. I left it as it is though it was paining some amount.
Later when we went for village visit, all were busy in interacting with villagers in Marathi. As I was completely not able to understand the conversation, I came out for some of the photography. Soon my eye got into attention of one crow, which was standing and searching for its prey on one foot.
Crow standing in one foot! I was curious to see if it can fly or not?
Soon, it answered my unasked question by flying and soon landed on the electrical wire.
This made me really excited to know, what is the art of struggle that it has learnt from almighty?
It was not the only incident where I had thought much about secret of happiness enjoyed by some creature whom people called as “cruse because of past life bad activities”
Before two weeks ago, I was returning from my college. There I saw an unusual girl coming out of college with her friends. She was unusual because she had a very different composition of face. Non-harming big tumors had occupied her face and hand. I was able to do nothing other than feeling sorry on to her. I don’t know why that punishment was ‘still not enough’ and destiny had written her life as ‘handicapped because of leg too’.
Although the book of exodus had mosses saying “don’t take the name of your god needlessly”, I said numerous time, “oh, God!”
You know what surprised me the most? That girl was enriched with the eighth wonders of world, i.e. smile. Yes, smile was widening in her face.
If I couldn’t resist a single pain of ‘wood throne’ entering into my hand, then how could she smile in that condition? Didn’t she had any dreams of gossiping with her friends just as simple girl? I feel how she had resisted the social ignorance to be still smiling?
Forget that girl, how could that crow collect a courage to stand and fly just with one leg? I believe there was no any human to stand and inspire that crow as we human get it.
I appreciate it, because on some time I had cried a lot when I was disregarded by one girl. I think today, hadn’t that crow had cried when its friend had left it alone on the journey? Or hadn’t that girl had cried when no one was willing to talk with her in first day of college?
Yes, this is a simple topic to read, but I accept as true it will change the way you face your life from today onwards if u realize it from your heart. Here, we need no any inspiration to be in success, but perhaps in the world of victory, we just need ourselves to learn this art of struggle.
Once lost, its ok.
Second time lost, its again ok,
And third time or some day, we will still prevail…
And we will definitely win one day…
If we are just waiting for any lovely quotes to get our day made by any of us, let’s not wait, because the time is running and we have to learn the art of struggle to adapt ourselves in this world…
I don’t know how to discover it, but I know I also should learn it.
Regards and take care.
Suraj.
