After flag hoisting on 15th, one of my friend suggested to distribute biscuites among poor, workers, venders etc.
We just bought 2 big packets of parley-G and went on road..we randomely gave ‘em to sweepers..hugging and thanking them. At cross roads there were kids, adult who were selling flags..so gave that to them too !
Later, we went to a slum, we saw a group of kids, merely 12 of age, were playing cards. That too they were gambling ! :O so we went up there. Tried to make them understand not to waste their childhood on such stupid and useless shit and better go to school !
But it was of no use..after spending 20 mins of making them understand, all they said was ” are u here to give us biscuits or lecture !? ” and that was shocking. Their teeth were so damn red due to tobacco ! how pathetic that was. So as result we didn’t give them biscuit. Although we had few packets left.
My college was nearby, so thought to gave them to watchmen. Although it was 15th august, they all were there on duty..so just went up there..gave them biscuit and hugged them. The last watchman whom i hugged..he hugged me so tightly, and it felt so good..so awesome that i can’t describe in word.
It worked like a magic potion. It was like a cure for all the past days i spent in darkness, lone and depression, it just vanished like smoke !
And the very next day, sunday, Bony took me to YUVA meet. The best thing i could ever do. It brought a new purpose to me. Till that day my life was aimless, unorganized. but YUVA got me a new purpose. Purpose to live for others, purpose to help others, purpose of kindness, purpose of cherishing others life while they cherish yours, directly or indirectly.
