A Drop of Happiness

I have a friend with a helping nature, helping others is in his behavior. Whenever he sees anyone in the problem he raises his hands. Many times because of this nature, he gets surrounded by troubles. Because of this I and my other friends suggest him not to help everyone. We tell him that if the other person is your good friend or you seek any help from that needy person you could help him. But getting in trouble because of people who don’t value your help is not worthy. From my point of view, this was the perfect suggestion for him, until one day-

 

A few weeks ago, it was the time of submissions. We had to write 5 journals consisting of hundreds of pages. Wise people started writing them from the very beginning of the semester. But I am not one of them. But I have many friends who could give me the content to write when I need them.
And like always dates for final submissions arrived and I haven’t yet started writing them. I was watching “wise” people of our class writing assignments for last 2-3 weeks. But I was not so tensed, Because I was not alone this time, for the first time I had my very best friends with me 😛

 

But ultimately we had to submit it. Not at the given dates, but at least before our practical exams. And the time came when we had only 5 days for our practical exams and this been that critical point of our semester that at any cost we had to start writing.

 

I thought I have 5 days and 5 journals, one journal per day. But when I actually started writing I realized it was not that simple. Somehow I completed 2 journals and at 3rd night I had nothing to write (I mean nothing to copy from). In my class there is group who were ahead of everyone in the race of submissions. And I had very good friends of mine in that group. And I was sure that they will help me. So I called my wise friend of that group to give me a journal to copy.

 

When I called her she said she gave her all journals to another fellow of her group. I was bit unsatisfied because of this answer because I thought everyone in her group had completed the writing part. But she was a very good friend of mine, so I trusted her. Then I called another girl in her group, she said she gave her all journals to another fellow of her group. This time I was really shocked.

 

And eventually I realized that all the people of their group gave all their journals to some another fellow of their own group. Actually they are my good friends so I trust them that they were not lying. But I am confused that everyone had completed their journals but no one had them. But I trust them, they were not lying maybe they were exchanging their journals with themselves because of some technical reasons.

 

Then one of my friends just like me who was struggling to survive, suggested me to complete my drawing sheets that night. And I was okay with this idea because sheets were the major part of our submissions. So again, I had to call a very good friend of mine who had nothing with her and asked her to give me the sheets. And she said even her sheets were not with her. What the hell, for a second I thought to hang up the call. But because of my impotency I had to ask her for the pictures of the sheets.

 

I asked her to call her friend who was having her sheets and ask him/her to click the pictures and send them to you. And then you send me that pictures or else I will waste my whole night and I will be in the great trouble tomorrow. She somehow agreed. And I was waiting for the pictures, and I was just waiting. But I haven’t got any pictures from her. One of the most important nights of my life got wasted. And now the equation was 2 days- 3 journals.

 

And because we are ruled by the dimension called TIME it was clear that my submissions were not going to complete even before exams. But submissions are the things which you will have to do at any cost at any conditions. Next morning, I got other journals to copy (not from the people of the group I mentioned above).

 

That day I was writing continuously for a whole day. I got so frustrated that I wish I could run from my life leaving all these things behind. But I couldn’t. At night I went to my friends place, even he had some things to complete (not like me, I was at the last in the race). Anyways I had no wish to win the race, I just had to complete. I started writing again, hundreds of pages with uncountable diagrams. But I was not drawing any diagrams I planned to draw them when I complete my writing stuff. Whole night I was writing. My friend slept at about 3 am. I was still writing. And I knew I can’t complete these things alone. At this instant I needed at-least one other hand to help me.

 

I already tried calling my some friends to help me by writing or drawing some of the diagrams. But because of some personal, social or professional reasons they said they can’t do anything. I even tried some of my old friends whom I expected to help me, but the result was negative. I was alone.Trying to do the thing which was impossible, but had no other options. At that condition I was like if there would be any way to skip this thing I would have gone for that. That day I realized the truth of life, you are alone in this world. You are born alone, you are going to die alone, you are going to live alone and you are going to complete this thing alone 😛

 

I know you must be thinking that I am writing this in a hyperbole type of thing. But no, this was my real condition. I was so helpless that even if I get one diagram from any of my friend I could have owned that for him for my whole life.

a-drop-of-happiness, by vikram suryawanshi, at Precious Images
They never help

 

And at that night after my friend slept. The most difficult part came. I realized that I broke the human limits. My eyes were getting close for themselves (without my permission). I was still writing. My eyes became red my speed of writing reduced, I was unable to read, and I started getting a headache.
At about 5 am I had completed 4 journals, out of which diagrams of 1 journal were still remaining. Then I thought to go home and take some rest. I started driving from my friends place to my home, plugging ear phones, playing radio at full volume. And on the way I found a tea-shop, I decided to drink tea, my headphones were still on. I randomly changed the radio station, and then I heard some slow music playing.

 

Then I realized that it was the song from movie “OMG-oh my god”, that time I didn’t know the name of that song, but afterward I found that the name of the song is ‘Mere Nishan’. I knew this song but never heard it carefully, and I started to listen carefully. Then I came to know that in that song god himself was sharing his feelings to humans. In the first line he told that he made this world not of soil but with full of emotions. He was saying like he lives in everything, including birds, animals, even in non living things. So it was interesting to listen it.

 

And at that time I was emotionally very weak. So, I was getting everything the singer wanted to say. Then in the lyrics it was something like, whenever you were in scorching heat, I provided you the shadow (something like this, it was in hindi so I can’t completely translate it in English in d same manner 🙁 ). He said that whenever you were in trouble I helped you in some way.
The point is, that song was playing at perfect time that it caught my nerves. I was so much in trouble and I really expected that I will get his help in some way or maybe not because he must be testing my strengths. But I really needed at something in my favor, maybe I thought because of some reason dates of submissions should gets delayed.

 

I don’t know what I was hoping for. Somehow I went to home and fell asleep. I managed to get sleep for 5-6 hours and had to get up because of the reason I think you know now. And when I woke up I checked my cell. And I saw two missed calls from a girl of junior batch. I was blank and had no strengths to estimate the reason for that. So I directly called her. She said she has completed with her all submissions and she wished to help me. At that that movement, that very movement I felt what happiness is.

 

I don’t know was that just a coincidence, before sleeping I was asking god for some help and next day that girl called me. Last day, I asked her for the help but she refused because of her submissions and now she was helping me. Maybe that was coincidence. But I believe that god answered me. Whatever that was I owe that girl. She came when I really needed someone; god listened when I prayed from my heart.

 

On the call I couldn’t answer her because I was in the blank state. But then I texted her to meet me and take that journal in which I haven’t drawn the diagrams. For some time I thought not to take help from her because I wasn’t expecting her to help me, but I had no choice. I had to take her help.

 

The day before, I was thinking that if someone helps me even for one diagram he will have me with his side for the whole life. And the next day a girl helped me with the diagrams of whole journal.

 

That whole day I was thinking that help of that girl meant me so much. Then the people who always help others must be getting so much of blessings. Then my friend of whom I wrote in the very first paragraph came in my mind. That person goes and helps the people even without expecting anything from them; he must be getting how much of blessings.

 

This article I dedicate to that friend, to that girl and guy who gave me journals to copy. And this is to encourage them that even if you don’t get anything in return you will get tons blessings. May be your helping nature will make you an avatar of god for a person who seek your help. And I know most of the time you will not get anything from the people whom you helped.

 

But in my case I will be with you whenever you need me. I exactly know who helped and who haven’t. And I will return all the favors. For the people who haven’t helped me; they will get the exact behavior from me. Even when they will ask me for water when they are dying, I will tell them that I gave my water bottle to my friend. I will show them the mirror. Because I always pay my debts.

A Drop of Happiness

The above paragraph I really wanted to say from my heart. But no I don’t mean it. In front of me I have two types of people, people who helped me and the people who haven’t. And I choose to become like the people who helped me. Because I know how much they mean for me. And if I get a chance to be just a drop of happiness in someone’s life, I will help them without expecting anything. And the above statement is valid for the people who haven’t helped me too.

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  • A very good article. I like your thoughts. We should not become like those whom we don't like 🙂

  • Thanku so much for the compliment 🙂
    Yes, we should not become like those whom we don't like 🙂