When I think I have got problems, all I can do is keep
thinking about them.
When I think I have got problems, I feel that I am the most
troubled soul in the world.
When I think I have got problems, I hate every person who
thinks my problem is not big enough.
But when I look around, I realize . . . . .
We will come back to my realization in a little while. Let’s
try and look around first.
I look around and I see our maid doing the dishes. She gets
a call (Yes, she has a mobile phone). It’s from her son’s boarding school in
some far off area, saying he is not well, asking her to come and take him home.
She gulps down some water and asks the person on the phone whether she could
get there the same evening and get her son as she cannot afford to waste her working
day as that could cost her her job. Getting the confirmation, she hurriedly
finishes her work and leaves.
After some time, I go downstairs. I see the aunty living in
the second floor shouting at someone. There are two people standing. One is the
security guard of the building and the other her driver. Listening for a few
minutes gives me the picture of the whole situation. The driver was being
scolded for sitting and talking with the guard and not standing up when she had
arrived there. I move on.
I go to a small shop near my building to get a recharge
done. It also has a phone booth. I give the shopkeeper the recharge details and
wait for him to get it done. All the while, I could hear sentences like, “No,
you cannot do this.” “How will our seven year old child go through all of
this?” “Can’t we give it another chance?” “I will never stop you for anything,
just come back. Please.” It was the lady in the telephone booth, crying all the
while she was talking on the phone.
I get the recharge confirmation message on my phone and come
back home.
Let’s come back to my realization.
When I THINK I have got problems, all I do is stop thinking
about others.
When I THINK I have got problems, I feel that I should be
given the most importance in the world.
When I THINK I have got problems, I hate every person who
tells me the truth.
But when I look around, I realize . . . . .
I just THINK I have got problems.
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