Reflection…

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We all are aware of this universal truth that parents are the selfless ones who persistently show right path to their children, but do we ever realize that many times these little angels show us such a way through their purity and innocence that we feel proud in following their steps.

In my case, when I learn to do something Right from my children, I really feel proud as their mom. I love to learn a lot from them because it reflects the learning which they have been imparted at home and in school.

The best thing which I learned from my children happened few years ago in the month of December. Christmas was around the corner, and like every year I was engaged in pre Christmas activities because according to me Christmas and celebrations go together. So trying to be more organized and up to the fashion I started planning for celebrations in advance. I was trying to be showier to make my kids happier than before. At my home, plans for a theme party on Christmas Eve were in the air.

By chance, my younger son’s date of birth falls around Christmas, so I always try to combine these two events in quite unusual way to give double effect to the occasion.

‘Mom! We will give you the shopping list after we are back from school, it’s still incomplete!’ My kids announced with enjoyment. Now my task was to do the preparations zestfully.

In the evening I was waiting for them but they were not on time.
‘It’s too late! They are still not back,’ I murmured to myself.
Suddenly the door bell rang, but the ring was not continuous, a non-stop ring is my younger son’s signal. Removing my apron I answered the door bell. My hubby along with Bob and Mike stood there.

‘Good Evening,’ I said to the trio. ‘Hey Mike, you did not give me the signal today! I was worried.’ He entered silently.

My sons’ slow and heavy steps made me uncomfortable. I was expecting a final list of ‘their requirements’ for Christmas. In order to get to the point I chirped to make everyone relax, ‘Hurry! Change and get fresh till I serve your favorite lasagna!’

‘Does anything unpleasant happen at school today, dear?’ I asked while serving snacks.

‘No Moms! Nothing.’ They finished without asking for second serving.

‘Guys! Please! Your mom is asking something.’ My husband was also surprised to see their behavior.

I led my sons to the drawing room and started a sports channel on television to comfort them.

‘Mom! Why do some children live in orphanages? Why don’t they have their homes?’ Seven years old Mike sounded too disturbed. ‘I saw a movie in the school, in which the children were in a very pathetic condition, they were deprived of all the things and they got the food after the completion of the hard task given to them.’

I was shocked to see Mike speak like this; I looked at my elder son with a strange look. ‘Mom,’ he explained, ‘this year our school wants to celebrate the “real Christmas” by making us realize the sufferings of poor and needy children instead of doing unnecessary activities.’ ‘We were asked to attend an outdoor class without our warm jackets and we had our lunch two hours later than our usual time.’ He added.

‘I see! Poor Mike is unhappy since then, if you say I can talk to your principal about stopping these revolutionary methods,’ I spoke this keeping in mind the backing of my Ladies organization.

‘Then our Principal explained that our suffering was not even one percent if compared with theirs,’ ‘mom, this year our school wants us to spread happiness among the needy than by being happy ourselves alone.’ Bob furnished me with this explanation.
I and my husband normalized the situation at that time, but during night I could not concentrate on my writing, my article was left incomplete. I thought repeatedly about the evening, at last my mind got tired and I slept.

Next morning, I told my family, how we will celebrate the Christmas this year. My sons gladly accepted and rushed for school. My hubby also gave me an adorable look and went. Now, I had many chores to finish, this Christmas will make me busier than before.

Christmas arrived, promising happiness for more and hopefully for many more.

On Christmas Eve, we all filled the trunk of our car with all the articles bought for Christmas celebrations, and reached the orphanage a little far from city centre. On my invitation, all the members of my organization were present there with their families. I had discussed everything with the supervisor of that orphanage in advance.

We saw the kids there, were watching us with strange look, they had never experienced this type of event before, and then the committee members of our ladies organization took over the job of conducting the party. The children of the orphanage immediately got involved in all the games and fun activities and became a part of the party. Just like small angels, their faces gleamed with happiness and they were unaware of their past and future.
‘So far I had been trying to make those ones happy who really do not care for that, but today I am going the correct way. These children will remember this Christmas for the whole year.’ A sense of satisfaction made my heart very light and then suddenly I had a glimpse of Him smiling just like a child among them. ‘Good Gracious! I am obliged.’

‘Indeed it was a great idea to celebrate Christmas in this way, now we can follow this, as well as we can think of doing something more in this way.’ The president of our group diverted my attention.

‘Yes….a small step taken in correct direction definitely leads us to happiness and prosperity, and can be followed by many others.’ I agreed.

I gave a grateful look to my children for showing a correct way. I also gave my heartfelt thanks to the school Principal for making us realize the true meaning of Christmas through imparting value education to his students.

Learning Right from children will surely motivate them to do more and most Right.

I am sharing my Do RIght Stories at BlogAdda.com in association with Tata Capital.

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