The simplest of people live the most complicated life!!

When you're refreshingly simple and straight-forward, most would fail to take it at face value. They'd either think you are faking it or have a hidden agenda somewhere. It doesn't necessarily make them wrong or bad people, it simply means they haven't met people like YOU yet . 

The world is mostly skewed, guile and duplicity being its common attributes. But should you let that pollute you? I don't think so. I think it's important you stay true to who you are. Though it may be a while, some would finally figure you out for who you truly are. And those are the people who would stay (and really matter). Some won't. Let them leave if they don't want to be there anymore. Never let even a moment's regret cloud over your shining face because of that. Continue loving without suspicion, giving without expectation, trusting without fear.

And yes,  forgive a lot.  Often times people who have hurt you don't even have a clue they've hurt you.  And other times, because they themselves have been hurt very bad. We're all part of a hurting world where most are trying to fight out their own battles and come to terms with a few things of their own. Hurting people hurt people. But I'm yet to meet a person who's completely evil...even if I have I wouldn't remember. 

Most importantly, forgive yourself. When you fail others (which you will), that doesn't mean that you are a bad person either. It simply means you don't do everything right always. Which is OK. Just get back up and try to do better the next time.

Anys, I guess I deviated.. :) This was about a world that doesn't welcome the "refreshingly uncomplicated"...

I believe in order to keep our innocence intact we just have to allow ourselves to be vulnerable sometimes, knowing hurt would come. But, heaven help, that should not make us bitter. Be wise, but never "too smart". Too many people live life too guarded and uptight and miss 'life' altogether! I wouldn't wanna be one of them... You would?? 

Listen to me.. will you.. please listen to me: You wouldn't moan the loss of those who didn't 'get' you, (would you? ) if you knew somehow you have created yourself a world full of people with hearts of gold? :)

Can't forget that face!!

Can humility bring you to tears?

Sometimes a face can teach you so much that it is quite a thing to marvel about.

Yesterday on my way to church, on the metro, I almost toppled over this man as the train ground to a halt. I gathered myself and looked up..and saw the most beautiful face that I had ever seen....

His stature said he was probably in his early 30s but his face had the innocence of a 10-year-old little boy..and the most beautiful features. I could tell from his cloak he was probably of Afgan origin... he wore pajama like article...(you probably call it a 'Pathani'..a Pathani suit?) long gray kurta and baggy trousers. A tall, tanned man. He had a smallish heart-shaped face..exactly that of a 10-year-old.. and lots of fluffy brown hair. Sharp dainty nose, arched eye brows that joined at the center and lips that were in perfect harmony with the exquisiteness of the rest of the features. But the best I haven't yet told you about! His blueish grey eyes. With hues of brown iris. But it was the look in those eyes that I was more taken with than their quintessential precision. It would be hard for me to describe what those eyes spoke of.. there was heartwarming innocence..there was playfulness of a child and the calm of the ocean hidden somewhere.. As our eyes barely met halfway, he quickly put them down.. a little shy..but clearly embarrassed (apologetic too perhaps!). I couldn't stop looking at him..and all along I wished he'd look up  so that I could behold that look in those eyes just one more time. But he never did.

 I wonder what were the stories behind that face.... It seemed like he was from the working class..which possibly explained his hurried way of looking down. And my heart broke...was he embarrassed because his social status did not match up to that of the rest of the people around him? Did he feel like he didn't belong there? Or did he dim it audacious to make eye contact with his fellow passenger who also happened to be a lady? Or was it the razzmatazz  of a big city?
'Oh dear! You don't need to be embarrassed! If only you knew what pleasure God took in you when he created you.'

Well.. I know you'd think I'm probably being a little dramatic here.. but come to think of it! Can a face touch the insides of you so deep that it can actually inspire you to become a better person?

Now, it has always been my conscious endeavor to never lose that little bit of humility and kindness from my face no matter where I went or what situations I was in... but humility could be so profound very little idea I had. The 'humility' that culminated from the innocence.. the simplicity.. the haplessness of that face.. The 'humility' that shone like diamond.

As I left the compartment of that train with that face etched in my mind.. I had only one thought running in my head.. "Oh my gosh! A humble face can do so much?? Strip you off your prejudices, your ignorances and teach you to be so much kinder?! Can it actually compel your insides to be moved to tears....?"