World of misery

Trillions of existence!.. They were chilling under the ground and They were chilling above the ground. They were crying, stepping on the crust and They were weeping to scold themselves. You own 2 feet, 2 eyes, 2ears, 2 hands, and unlimited more. Have you ever tangled the nerves of your mind asking yourself why do you deserve these? What was the reason? Why aren't you among the black vision and 24 hours of silence? Why aren't you among the ones who could never eat with those five fingers and step on mother earth? 

Having all the facilities and owning everything that someone considered the only desire. We often compel our hearts to slip against the blessings and reverse towards the unpleasant emotion holding. 

Look at the hands of the beggar lying down in front of the temple expecting YOU to drop the penny which would lessly affect your large property. Right? Just dip your 2 fingers into your pocket and take out the tiny bit. You don't need to give many, just a penny!. 

We rarely realize the inner cheers of the heart after doing something right. But again, there is the exception which projects thousands of more beggars depending on the money we give them. You definitely can't help them all but you can change the hungry night of one person. You can determine one’s happiness and who knows your 1 dollar would be the reason for someone’s success.

Being a social organism you can interact and clearly illustrate the concept for someone else. Good news! You got the sketch pen in your hands to illustrate one. 

Do the best if you are capable!!

It was just yesterday when a nightmare turned out to be a breaking reality. Some scenes from movies and a story told by someone were just a twinge to my heart. But yesterday I was compelled to step my foot to the hell (hospital), not because I was poked by numerous injections and cried out in pain there. It was a nightmare because I had to take my brother to the hospital for a tiny injury in his feet and get my entire heart swollen in pain. 

Being out of the 4 walls after so long, I got to view the millions of tears floating off the floor for somebody’s last breath. It was a massive pain to my heart more than my brother’s injured feet.

Some were passing the sound of sorrow through a yell to my small ears. Some were surviving in the dependence of the oxygen mask and some were carried from one room to other for diverse conditions. I never thought about this condition and limited my entire brain to those 4 walls and 5 rooms. 

I was sad for my brother but after sensing the condition of each one of them, my sorrow towards him just fell off the terrace and my worries fluttered all over the beds where patients were kept.

I felt him, I felt her, I felt them and I felt everybody. The shivering old lady just beside me reminded me of my grandmother who owned the shortest amount of presence, who could take in the last breath any moment.

It was just yesterday when a nightmare turned out to be a breaking reality. Some scenes from movies and a story told by someone were just a twinge to my heart. But yesterday I was compelled to step my foot to the hell (hospital), not because I was poked by numerous injections and cried out in pain there. It was a nightmare because I had to take my brother to the hospital for a tiny injury in his feet and get my entire heart swollen in pain. 

Being out of the 4 walls after so long, I got to view the millions of tears floating off the floor for somebody’s last breath. It was a massive pain to my heart more than my brother’s injured feet.

Some were passing the sound of sorrow through a yell to my small ears. Some were surviving in the dependence of the oxygen mask and some were carried from one room to other for diverse conditions. I never thought about this condition and limited my entire brain to those 4 walls and 5 rooms. 

I was sad for my brother but after sensing the condition of each one of them, my sorrow towards him just fell off the terrace and my worries fluttered all over the beds where patients were kept.

I felt him, I felt her, I felt them and I felt everybody. The shivering old lady just beside me reminded me of my grandmother who owned the shortest amount of presence, who could take in the last breath any moment.