Be a Good Samaritan

“As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands: one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.”

When I was moving to Naya Raipur I was a little skeptical because this was my first move without my two kids which was similar to the years when they were not there, when I was a newlywed and became a mother after two years of marriage. In the initial years, since I had not experienced motherhood , I was not aware about this remarkable journey which is not easy, nevertheless fulfilling. It is a humongous experience which life teaches you and along with it evolve feelings of compassion, patience, empathy and so many virtues, that makes you a better human being though experiencing setbacks and hurdles. Many obstacles are also a part and parcel of it but in the end you emerge as the most contented person and the knowledge of knowing that your offsprings hold a power over you which can defy any logic or reasoning. Your whole world revolves around them and they are the center of  your universe, their pains, their sorrows, their joys are yours as well and all of a sudden they leave a big void when they leave for greener pastures. I treasure each and every moment spent with my sons and the places along with it.

This is the reality of life and for their own good you have to let them go and I believe this is the juncture in your life where you start finding a new purpose all over again. Your whole life revolves around them and suddenly you are free from major responsibilities so you have a different agenda now and a different perspective but you still have the compassion of a mother and maybe it was this empathy which drove me to be a Good Samaritan.

While cycling with my husband which has become a daily ritual nowadays, we happened to come across an injured calf lying lifelessly on the road, maybe hit by a vehicle and bitten by the dogs and there were still a couple of them surrounding it, number of passersby had passed by, some concerned and some not interested, maybe I could have done a similar thing as it appeared to be lifeless and was beyond saving  but somehow I couldn’t take my eyes off the poor soul when it uttered a weak cry of helplessness wanting to be rescued and upon hearing his feeble cry somehow aroused my motherly instincts and I felt as if my children are begging for attention, wanting to be saved and then I took it upon myself to protect him at any cost and be his messiah. Luckily I had the support of a couple who just stopped by and drove the calf to the nearest hospital and by God’s grace he made it. I shudder at the thought that if I had also responded the way the others did then I would have been a part of taking a being’s life. I feel as if I owe it to its mother——- a connection between two mothers. This whole incident has taught me a lesson that never stop in rendering help, a small gesture of kindness can do wonders and never give up on anyone. There are so many people dying in road accidents because they didn’t get any timely help and also due to our indifference. Always be a Good Samaritan, you never know when you’d also need a Samaritan at some point of your life… The young couple that day reminded me that humanity still lives in people.

“The simplest acts of kindness are by far more powerful than a thousand heads bowing in prayer.” Mahatma Gandhi

4 Comments Add yours

  1. Akansha says:

    Its a ultimate truth.. Kindness is a language which the deaf can hear and the blind can see.– Mark Twain …thanks for inspiring

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    1. animatedchatter says:

      I fully agree…

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  2. Full moon says:

    Only a pure soul can feel and think like this….😊

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