Lavishness is too mainstream. Empathy, love and compassion are the basic amenities of life today. Where compassion is an inner air conditioning. Like what keeps us hopeful in extreme hardships and in days of dismay. Suddenly everything is cool and beautiful, and nothing can disturb you, and the whole existence is transformed into a friend you always were in hold of, but never credited. Never let a tear shed because of you. That’s the worst you can do to a world who deserves more of those with a heart that doesn’t just pumps blood inside their system.
True, I cannot satisfy every individual, but maybe I wasn’t meant to be. Maybe, life was meant to be this way. Hard, rough, with more fallouts, than jeepers. But is this what you wished to hear in days of asperities or would this have unriddled your problems or cut down the burden off your shoulders?
I want to be someone’s hope. And I know, I don’t need to be a millionaire to be someone’s hope. All through these years, I have learnt that I got to close my eyes to hear a cry. Eyes betray. Follow your heart. Compassion cannot be halfhearted. For this world is what I am. Woeful, infirm, miserable and in need of symphony.
Perhaps one did not want to be loved so much as to be understood. And by the time you hear the silence of what the lonesome sand grain has to say, this world would have already been exempted of a burden that once existed.
Clothe yourself with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience. They won’t take a peel of your body, and still the deepest one can go. We don’t have to be alike to soothe someone. All we need is to care for one another and let love prevail.
The love in your heart
Wasn’t put there to stay
Love isn’t love
Till you give it away
Before anything else, all one needs to understand is that ‘Compassion’ is a verb. And it isn’t something you learn of religion. Compassion is what you learn even before you take your first step without aid. It’s what you have been fed in your mother’s feed, or your dad’s lidless nights when you didn’t sleep, or when your first pet died and you didn’t eat for days. We are more likely to be pulled towards people with compassionate hearts, polite tongue and a generous mind. It’s what meets the need of every single being who ever existed on this earth. Compassion brings us to a stop, and for a moment, we rise above ourselves.
Hurt people hurt people. That’s how pain patterns get passed on, generation after generation. Break the chain today. Meet anger with sympathy, contempt with compassion, cruelty with kindness. Greet grimaces with smiles. Forgive and forget about finding fault. Love is the weapon of the future.
Compassion happens when you stop long enough to connect with someone else and let their plight sink soul deep… which in turn fuels a desire to help. Too often we underestimate the power of a touch, a smile, a kind word, a listening ear, an honest compliment, or the smallest act of caring, all of which have the potential to turn a life around. Don’t forget how much you yearned for a shoulder on those watchful nights when you fell too short of being heard. That’s exactly what a million others face this very moment.
Keep speaking as long as you have voices. You never know which word off your mouth helps regain this world’s benumbed senses.
You’re not what I was meant to be
For I’m not what I should have been.
A hand, a shoulder, an adhesive
Or even a blemished path to the finish line.
Compassion is what I’m
Compassion is what predefines me
For, I’m a paltry of an oblivion, you didn’t want to be
I’m your footmarks
That are there to stay long after you’re gone.
I’ll shed my tears every time you’re sad
Worrying for the times you fall flat
Neither are you what you always wanted to be
Nor am I what others expected of me
For I’m a human, and Compassion starts with me.
We do belong somewhere
Maybe a place, a city, or a nation
Or maybe a planet yet to be discovered
But what if we were already where we belonged
‘TO EACH OTHER’
On February 20th, 2015, over 1000 of us will raise our voices through our writing & thoughts, and flood the blogosphere with
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