I must say, I had never been as productive in all
my life as I was today. As Mark Twain says,
“To get the full value of joy you must have someone to divide it with.” Yes, today
was such a day; it would not be an exaggeration if I were to say that I would
burst out in ecstasy. I, along with a friend of mine was invited to be a part
of food distribution event called “Careathon” by an acquaintance who I had met on
a hiking.
The motto of the event was pretty simple; feed the
needy and feel the joy of giving. All that was required from my end was to ride
along with my friend around the town and distribute it.
Sunday mornings are generally meant to laze around
to a lot
of us but here we were; a gang of people waiting anxiously to
step out and spread the bubbles of joy. We picked up fifty packets of food and set
off to hunt for people around the city.
At the beginning, we found it a little tricky to ask
strangers if they were hungry or wanted to eat something as early as 8 AM in
the morning. My first pick was a security guard; I screamed out to him and
asked if he has already had his breakfast. He nodded his head sideways meaning
a “No” and walked towards us. We handed over a food packet with some lovely
smiles and heartfelt thanks.
He thanked us because we gave him something that we
all fight for and we thanked him because of the opportunity he gave us to serve
him. The momentum picked up and there was no bound to the contentment we both felt.
Giving was so much fun and what a liberation it was, no words can describe the amount
of contentment our minds and hearts went through at that moment.
We then found Ambika, a rag picker who was sweeping
the roads. We checked if she accepted the food we offered. With a yes, a
beautiful smile and an amazing photograph followed by a few questions we were successful
in giving away two food packets. We still had 48 more to be finished before we
returned to our homes.
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| Ambika |
I rode slowly and we spotted a lot of rag-pickers who
happily accepted the food, almost everyone we asked did oblige to take the food
but we also came across a couple or three people who did not wanted. We still thank
all of them, the sponsor; the organizer, the distributors , the receivers and the
ones who wouldn’t accept whole-heartedly for making this Sunday an amazing one.
We clicked a couple of photographs; with their prior
permission because we did not want them to feel bad but just for memories sake.
Joy of Giving is an amazing experience which no words can describe; it has to
be only felt.
Yes, it was just another lazy Sunday which magically
turned out to be a blessed one.Joy only multiplies when you divide it with others and it is an absolute statement. At almost all the religious sites - As we distributed the food packets, the only thing that constantly kept going on my mind was - Religions, Caste, Creed; nothing matters to spread Love and Joy. All we need are just pure hearts with good thoughts and intentions and that's it.
