The past few days have been really tough on some of my close ones. One of them fell ill, unexpectedly. Seeing him in the hospital, was the last thing I ever imagined for him. Not just coz he has always been super fit and athletic, definitely not coz he would prefer healthy organic options over the junk I would stuff myself with! Oh no! The fact that he is one of the few good people who welcomed us into his big house and bigger heart, should ensure that he is as far away from that pungent hospital smell.
You see, I may be a beacon to weirdos. But I have also attracted few good people into my life. And I would do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Nothing infuriates me more than bad things happening to good people. I mean come on, there a gazillion people who, if I might add, deserve to get the crap beaten out of them. It pains me to see the nature turning its back on such pieces of shit and coming after the few good people left on God's green earth!
It's not fair! But life isn't fair either. I can complain all I want, but it ain't solving nothing. It's not getting him healthier any faster. I feel helpless. What is it about good people that paints a target on their backs..always! Be it office where these people are the first to get screwed over or just plain life, where they receive the hardest of blows! I am angry, I am tearing out and driving maniacally. I'ma get one of these ass-clowns under my tyres - come on punks, line up!
I reach the hospital. Brave mode on. I mean, I am not gonna be a twerp adding to someones misery now, am I? I don't know what to expect. But what I see leaves me speechless. The man is plonked on the bed, looking fresh and dandy. Not like he's been in the hospital for the past 2 days or something, unless of course he has! Ok, what was I missing here? Did he undergo a cosmetic surgery? Why was he beaming? Goodness needs no facials or body wraps after all!
Minutes into the conversation and I finally know why every nurse greeted me with a smile when I asked for his room! Sir had gifted bouquets to nurses! Why? Coz they had done their job well! I looked at him in disbelief! That was just plain goodness beaming from inside a hospital gown. All I could do was smile and thank heavens for showering blessings and pulling him right back to where he belongs - into our lives!
Its such incidents in life that reaffirm my faith; make me feel little for bickering about the 1 thing that may not work in my favor when pretty much my whole life is under my control; get me feeling blessed for having such people in my life who stare fate in its eyes and snatch back what rightly belongs to them. Be blessed, always. Coz you sure as hell are blessing to all of us.
You see, I may be a beacon to weirdos. But I have also attracted few good people into my life. And I would do whatever it takes to keep them safe. Nothing infuriates me more than bad things happening to good people. I mean come on, there a gazillion people who, if I might add, deserve to get the crap beaten out of them. It pains me to see the nature turning its back on such pieces of shit and coming after the few good people left on God's green earth!
It's not fair! But life isn't fair either. I can complain all I want, but it ain't solving nothing. It's not getting him healthier any faster. I feel helpless. What is it about good people that paints a target on their backs..always! Be it office where these people are the first to get screwed over or just plain life, where they receive the hardest of blows! I am angry, I am tearing out and driving maniacally. I'ma get one of these ass-clowns under my tyres - come on punks, line up!
I reach the hospital. Brave mode on. I mean, I am not gonna be a twerp adding to someones misery now, am I? I don't know what to expect. But what I see leaves me speechless. The man is plonked on the bed, looking fresh and dandy. Not like he's been in the hospital for the past 2 days or something, unless of course he has! Ok, what was I missing here? Did he undergo a cosmetic surgery? Why was he beaming? Goodness needs no facials or body wraps after all!
Minutes into the conversation and I finally know why every nurse greeted me with a smile when I asked for his room! Sir had gifted bouquets to nurses! Why? Coz they had done their job well! I looked at him in disbelief! That was just plain goodness beaming from inside a hospital gown. All I could do was smile and thank heavens for showering blessings and pulling him right back to where he belongs - into our lives!
Its such incidents in life that reaffirm my faith; make me feel little for bickering about the 1 thing that may not work in my favor when pretty much my whole life is under my control; get me feeling blessed for having such people in my life who stare fate in its eyes and snatch back what rightly belongs to them. Be blessed, always. Coz you sure as hell are blessing to all of us.
