The Realization

Everything happens for a purpose.... even the pain..its exists so that bliss could exist..if there was no pain ... how would we understand fun..happiness.....joy

If everything is happening with God's will ..why should there be suffering? Why should people sleep hungry ...or kill ..or cheat...or hurt others...

Well if were to have all the answers we wouldnt need a God ..would we?

I got one answer that day however... the answer to this - that while pain is inevitable if one is destined to go through it... the interplay of lives...souls... can reduce the pain....help someone realize what he is gifted with...

I had a bike during my postgrad days in Delhi. One day in the morning i had to drop one of my friends to the railway station. My bike didnt have any petrol so had to borrow a frens Kinetic honda.. the one with a carriage at the front. After seeing off my freind i came out of the station and what i heard sent a chill down my spine.... a puppy was wailing with pain..i followed the cries to a place near the station..there it was lying in mud , covered with flies...lots of them all over the poor thing...the place it was lying at was at the footsteps of a small mosque...
That moment i had a feeling of great sympathy and great anger.... i was angry at god ...why should a pup .. a sweet pup have to go through such terrible pain...if everything is in god's control why there was no one to attend to the creature outside the house of god..it just didnt make sense... God wasnt there... this pup wasnt meant to there.
Anyways i picked up the pup and wiped off the mud....it stopped crying that very moment. Both of its legs were broken..some vehicle must have run over them. There was no blood however and it didnt seem to be in any pain. What was causing the wailing were the flies which were irritating that small sweet thing. I wrapped the pup in some paper i found nearby and put it in the carriage of the kinectic . I drove to an animal hospital nearby and took the small sweety thing to the doc there . She was a very sweet kind lady who very gently examined the pup .... and then gave me the bad news. The pup had both of its legs pulled out its hip sockets due to the pressure and weight of the vehicle that had run over it. There was nothing the doctors could do..it was too small to be operated on and it couldnt grow up without being able to ever stand.... they suggested we put the small angel to sleep... i was sad and even more angry at god...but it was in the best interest of the pup..... i said my goodbye to it and walked off.... they would have injected it a few minutes after that... relieving it of its miseries.
While all of this left a bad taste in my mouth..i understood the true meaning of what happened that day after around a couple of months...and it came suddenly..
Why on that day was i to have a vehicle with a carriage....why was i to hear the wailing when no one else bothered....why was i to decide to see off my friend that day at that time alone....why did he have to leave that day..
All of this could be seen as a series of usual events or could be seen as the great script that the almighty has scripted where our lives interplay .... at different times...in different ways.... where everyone , each soul gets to realize something....achieve something.... learn something.
I heard the wailing and did something because i am meant to do that..thats my blessing...to notice pain....and do something about it....thats my duty... i dont get any extra points for this in his log book for this ..because that is one of my role definitions for this life time..... my prize is that everytime i am blessed to help .... to care..to help heal.... i feel i have been touched by god..that i am being counted for... that i was chosen to deliver this responsibilty.....
The Pup was meant to die..so it did....but it wasnt meant to die there wailing...crying helplessly..it was meant to have a peaceful death.... in the hands of doctor who would have had a tough time injecting the leathal dose of anesthesia - very kind and loving pair of hands. The pup lived and died the way it was destined to .... i am alive ... with a realization .... the way i am destined to.... The pup was destined to make me realize something so that maybe i could notice more such pups in the future...i was destined to learn...to help the pup to its peaceful death.
After this incident there have been many more.....incidents where i have been at places i wasnt meant to be.... at times i wasnt meant to be.... help someone...some person..some animal... but everytime it happens i try and do what i am meant to do...and thank god ... for the gift...for the opportunity.... for the blessing where i make a difference....
I am no saint... while a lot of these incidents result in a lot of pain for some gentle soul...somewhere inside me i must admit it creates warmth ... a shade of happinessw which i find very strange to handle..... but i realize that i got a chance to make a difference.... i am not sure whether i should feel good or bad about all of this...but i feel accounted for .... i feel good and bad at the same time..... and i thank god... i hope i am able to make a difference whenever he wants me to... i hope i am there .... i hope everytime i find the courage to take action.... thanks.thanks.thanks.