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since you don’t know me but if you really think           Annette smiled, exuding an aura of wisdom that
                                                                                                                                   about it, we are often more candid with strangers...      one usually achieves with years of experience. “It’s
              Kindness: The Underrated Superpower!                                                                                 maybe because there is a sense of security in being       not your fault if you feel this way, it’s your genera-


                                                   By Fatema Mala                                                                  unknown to them.” Sara smiled knowingly. In the           tion. Everyone’s life is out there like an open book.
                                                                                                                                                                                             Each one of you is compelled to stay on top of the
                                                                                                                                   brief awkward silence that followed, Sara conclud-
                                                                                                                                   ed that the lady was absolutely right. After a little     waves of life in today’s tech savvy world   fulfill-
                                                                                                                                   interlude of silence, Annette introduced herself          ment is only attained if your life and events taking
                                                                                                                                   formally and Sara warmed up to the idea of sharing        place in them can in some way be reciprocated
               he wind whistled through the woods as              She kicked her foot and a little rock hurtled ahead,             the afternoon with an interesting stranger.               with “likes”, followers, and acknowledgement on
               Sara made her way towards her own private          falling into the gushing stream below. The ripples                                                                         social media platforms. There is no harm in that, as
        Tlittle haven away from all the chaos of life.            created reflected the tears of frustration flowing               “I wasn’t always this intuitive,” Annette laughed         it is the world we all live in today but remember to
        She wrapped her coat a little tighter around her as       down her cheeks. She just had a lot on her plate as              coyly. “Most of my life I have been a self-absorbed       strike a balance. Do not compare, rather make the
        she made her way through the last couple of trees         usual and although her husband was supportive of                 crab, an over achiever who felt that money was a          most of your blessings, create your own individual
        between her and the crystal blue of the gushing           her dreams and genuinely tried to help, sometimes                viable substitute for anything. I was so wrapped up       paradise. From what I hear, you are a very caring
        stream. To her relief she had a substantial amount        he just couldn’t understand the guilt, frustration,              in the world around, equipped with the ill-advised        individual, your only folly is that you want it all.
        of time here today, to recharge, sort things out          and emotions that bubbled within her being. Men                  notion that my achievements made me superior in           Do you think your children care about a magazine
        and remember fondly the meeting with a com-               truly are from Mars, she thought despondently!                   society. It controlled me to the extent that I missed     worthy house or parties thrown to perfection…they
        plete stranger, who was instrumental in changing                                                                           out on the most valuable thing in life...which is the     just want their mom, her attention and love your
        her perspective on many things. She smiled as she         “Troubles in paradise?” asked a voice. Sara was                  journey of life itself! In my quest to achieve goals, I   presence cannot ever be substituted by anything.
        thought... sometimes miracles are just good people        startled to the present by the silhouette of a woman,  Photo Credit: UnSplash @pidangzi  sidelined the most beautiful relationships that life   Remember that. It is the only true thing that hon-
        with kind hearts!                                         who was standing beside her.                                     offered me…my husband, children, family. They             estly matters!”
                                                                                                                                   certainly are the most understanding people of all,
        A year earlier…                                           “Where in the world did she come from?” thought                  and I always balanced my guilt by showering those         Annette went on to explain how she had only fo-
                                                                  Sara.                                                            around me with wealth. I was oblivious to the fact        cused on her career and sidelined everything else,
        Sara settled herself on the mossy green patch and                                                                          that the presence of a human soul cannot be sub-          all that which actually mattered, creating such an
        leaned against the majestic weeping willow, which         “Sorry, I couldn’t help but notice that you look a               stituted with material things. All people yearn for       emotional void that the pain and regret still stung
        provided her shade from the sun but also allowed          little distressed,” she said coming closer and settling          those little moments doing those completely ordi-         her in those very personal moments of solitude.
        the sunlight to peek mischievously through, oc-           herself besides Sara, who positively felt annoyed at             nary things, just being there for them, giving them
        casionally. She leaned back and closed her eyes,          her impudence.                                                   your time, sharing your soul…these are the things         “Savor each and every moment with the people
        relishing the peace that surrounded her, until her                                                                         which eventually make the deepest impact.”                around you and please don’t overthink things that
        mind went racing back to the tangle of thoughts           “I am Annette, and you are?” she asked, putting                                                                            are beyond you. Relax, let go and while you are do-
        that wrapped her entire being!                            forward a well-manicured hand. She seemed to                     She abruptly stopped speaking and Sara noticed she        ing all the things that need to be done, don’t burn
                                                                  be in her early fifties and Sara couldn’t help but               was wiping away tears and thus felt obliged to po-        yourself out! Remember to feel the breeze, smell
        How did she get to this point! All her life she had       notice how elegantly the lady was dressed. An ol-                litely ask if everything was alright. Annette shot her    the roses, enjoy the patter of rain so that you can
        had a clarity in vision and had worked with dedi-         ive-green turtleneck with cream-colored khakis, ac-              the painful look of a person who has realized...that      recharge your soul too.”  Sara looked at Annette,
        cated enthusiasm to get to this point. The sacrifices     cessorized by a very chic earth tone scarf. It wasn’t            once the sands of time have slipped through your          trying to absorb the wisdom, which felt God sent.
        she had made before her marriage; studying to the         a wonder why she had missed her; the lady literally              hand, the only thing they leave behind is regret.
        crack of dawn, missing out on parties, social events      was camouflaged in the scenery.                                                                                            “You see, I lost my mother a couple of years ago
        and after she had found her Mr. Right…she had                                                                              Sara gradually let Annette in on her anxieties, fears,    and although at the time I believed I was providing
        juggled hard to cater to her husband and kids... a        “I’m Sara,” she replied awkwardly, as she shook                  shortcomings--                                            her with the very best of everything it was much lat-
        constant race against time, to achieve her dreams,        hands and hastily began to wipe the tears off her                                                                          er that I realized she actually yearned for something
        while striving to be the perfect wife and mom. How        face. So much for unwinding privately she thought,               “I just want it all I never felt like this before my      else. My busy schedules and globetrotting are what
        could she have missed getting such an important           scowling sideways.                                               kids. I knew what I wanted to do, where I wanted          kept me from seeing her my mother, who should
        contract at this point in time? Such an opportunity                                                                        to be. As hard as the struggle to achieve it is, I also   have been my topmost priority …,” she choked
        in her career would have been an entry ticket to          “I apologize for intruding like this,” Annette said              want to be the picture-perfect mom whipping up            back her words in her throat.
        where she envisioned herself to be! Yet in a paral-       apologetically, while Sara reprimanded herself for               delights like they show on Pinterest or throwing
        lel universe she chided herself for being late to her     her crude display of facial expressions.                         these delightful, themed parties! Sometimes I feel as
        daughter’s Kindergarten musical…What had she                                                                               if I am failing everyone and that just crushes me!”                              Continued Next Page
        done to her driven, focused self!                         “I am a believer in not wasting time. I know it’s odd

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