The two sides

It has been a long time I have jot down my thoughts and really 7 months have just passed by with so many incidents both, great and some painful that went by. I blaming the internet connection not there for me to blog, no time to sit and write, am running out of topics etc etc took me over from writing. Thats lame I know..

Ok, to the point.. what makes me write this thought is my experience on the New year's eve.

Well, I was at the Taj this New year's eve and boy had I great time.. Well I am not the sorts who partys on the New yea'rs eve, to me the eve means a lot, a beginning of different date, mother Earth completing the cycle and a start for so many new things and new perspectives. I therefore prefer, spending my time in the Church in the midnight service and part take in the Holy communion. But this time it was a different story for differnt reasons. Well this Taj happens to be one of the best Tajs. I mean the place is really beautiful, sea facing and whats more?? it was just "The" place for the party. Thanks to Sakshi for succesfully coaxing me to be there :D . I obliged and am glad I did. We were 9 folks in number and the entry fee for the party was 2000 bucks per head. The Party started with the black angels dancing on the podium (ofcourse the firangs) and the crowd was high on music and drink. We danced as long as the music was good but the most of it, I was having fun with my gang. :)

And then i asked for Orange juice which was served to me by a 20 odd year old young man who was waiting us that night, the juice came in a disposable glass and when i tasted, it was nothing but a mere Rasna/Tang, no where close to the fresh Orange juice and the cost....whoa!!! 150bucks, it didnt taste anyway good to me to gulp it completely and yes, I had to waste it. What came to my immediate notice was this Waiter.

What was common between him and I was we both were in the party, well I paid to enter the party and he was paid to serve in the party. I am not trying to draw paralles here but I must say, I was overwhelmed to see this young man working there while the whole crowd partied, no one knows if he loved his job, no one asked him if he wants a cup of water nothing. Life is such, and as Vivek aptly says "Hard". Its not just the waiter, but in my day to day life also I come across many such people around; who are the sole bread winners for their respective families and are hard working to keep up their responsibilites. I wonder, what would their dreams be, their pain,their hunger the last thought that occurs before they sleep in the night. I am not too sure of that but I understand that their struggle for a day would be to live to see another day in hope and health. I am not against elaborate and lavish parties but even in those expressive celebrations of wealth, I dont want to forget the flower vendor who has sweated to bring it to my home and make my celebration a little more surreal. I thank a zillion to the Almighty for blessing me with the bestest in my life but that doesnt mean they are not blessed. To each his own. But who knows I am blessed this way to bless them? Like Bible says in the book of Esther: "And who knows but that you have come to your royal position for such a time as this?” It strikes me everytime I see someone and when my heart goes out for that person, I want to make his/her life touched. I am not bothered abt the reward I may/maynot get for the action but let me live that moment for someone who needs me. It certainly is a great expereince to give, for the Lord loves a cheerful giver :) and the gratification that prevails, will be a life changing moment each time you do it.

I want to keep this question open to you.. Did u touch somebody's life today? If yes then you are a wonderful blessing to that Somebody if not then please go ahead and gift somebody that smile which was lost, in your own way and come back and tell me how you felt about it.