Friday, December 25, 2009

The Colourless Christmas…

I was at the mall shopping for Christmas & as I sat at the rounded sitting fence around the tree at Nirmal. I seen this grubby little boy, somewhere near 5-6years old, holding a bag on his shoulder and in his hand was a bundle of Santa caps. A thought ran round my head, for all around the world the atmosphere was Christmassy, the love, decorations, lightings, shopping bags, gifts etc but for these little children a Santaclause only lives in dreams.

I remember complaining & arguing with mum about gifts and toys when I was a kid as every child does, even though I had all, I would cry for those little petty things. But today I repent when I look at these kids, selling caps on signals & around season. For them the person who buys a cap is a Santaclause. But I’ve seen people arguing, shouting & bargaining with this poor little boy as he goes around the place dancing to the tune of Christmas carols. I could find that unique happiness in his eyes after he sold a cap that I never found in me even though I had everything in this world one could ask for.

Opss! I felt so ashamed of myself that I went away from there. But then this little thought that may be I might have come across just for a few seconds helped me change a part in me. And guess what? This little boy taught me a lesson that wherever I think of a luxurious thing I must first think how much do the children of a lesser God have.

I have decided 2010 shall be the year of a new beginning in me, a new start, a new hope to rise. I’m going to celebrate every occasion in life that is important with the less gifted. Amen!.


  1. We are less grateful for what we have and never spare a thought for needy