Isn’t being good, kind, polite, caring, soft, honest….the way of life? Many, in fact most believe its quite opposite. They think, kindness and goodness are not the way of life. On the contrary should not be the way of life they are convinced.
Good gestures and kindness displayed is often being miss interpreted as an action carried out with the hidden motive for the personal benefit. I was really surprised rather stunned or shocked to sense that the unblemished deed performed in a state of mind that breaths nothing but unselfish air gets defamed in no time, for no reason, other than the desire to reject the kind of belief and trust that needs to be exercised to have little faith in people. At this time, I can recall me telling some one quite often, ” We need to trust people more, I am sure we will be sure of having our trust justified”.
I am not an old person, I very much belong to the current modern generation and I will be named old fashioned if I spoke dis approvingly about life that has bludgeoned into by doubt and mistrust. I feel disappointed to acknowledge about inadequate veneration for truth, goodness, honesty and kindness.
However I came across myself personally over instances where me being, soft and honest and of course timid made me suffer mentally so much, that I started thinking in this direction and upon showing little concern over this topic, many stories of people around me started unfurling. That is when I knew many of us, rather all of us are sailing on the same boat. That’s when I started to think in the direction, probably for many of those, who initially tried being honest, soft, good and caring, the corrupt society must have not let them live that way and they must have learnt it hard way. But how about those, who cannot change themselves, who doesn’t want to change them selves and doesn’t want to get corrupted along? and still want to be safe and happy, and don’t want to hurt themselves.
While I was showing this concern to one of my best friend, she told me a story.
A story of a Python. Once upon a time.There lived a Python, in the woods and in spite of being poisonous python biologically, he was very good natured and kind; and never wanted to hurt any one. Initially looking at the python, people were scared and gradually they realized that, the python is really a calm creature and doesn’t harm anyone. Upon knowing it, people, women, children, old and young every one started nagging the python, eventually people also started throwing little pebbles and stones and sticks towards the python to hurt him. Some did it to harm the python physically, some did it as a prank and some did it to check upon what they have been told, that the python doesn’t hurt anyone, even after hurting him. For the reason or the other, they kept on troubling him. Poor python, was really hurt, physically and mentally and still did not want to hut anyone and started to live in his snake hill. Angry and hurt, he stopped coming out thats when he came to know that Gautama Buddha is in town. He soon decides to take refuge in him and ask him for the possible solution.
He went to see Budha and offered his venrations to him and requested for his help. Budha said, you dont have to harm people, but when they are causing you so much agony its your duty and very important to protect yourself. Python was confused and said, he doesn’t want to hurt anyone. Budha said, you dont have to hurt, kill or bite anyone. All you need to do is Hiss and scare them when they come near you to scare them and they will stop bothering you. Soon after that, Python, did hiss at people who tried to harm then and gradually people started to get scared of python and stopped pestering him.
Moral of the story is, its not sufficient to be nice to others, its also important to be nice to ourselves and protect ourselves.
This story reminds me of a saying, which My grand father and my brother had told me enjoying with each other, ” He who does not get angry is Wise, He who cannot get angry is fool”.
Hmm isn’ t it really a wise saying?
