Kindness starts within, how do we treat ourselves in a very moment of time & thus it reflects how we see others. A smile; a word; a gesture of kindness, can do more than we can imagine. A kind heart captivates love & gratitude, it attracts happiness & free us to experience the ecstasy of selflessness.
Start with a note to yourself, no matter how small it is, it matters. A morning wish; to offer the lift; to share a good thought; to make someone smile, everything counts.
“A tree is known by its fruit; a man by his deeds. A good deed is never lost; he who sows courtesy reaps friendship, and he who plants kindness gathers love.”
— Saint Basil
“A warm smile is the universal language of kindness.”
— William Arthur Ward
“How do we change the world? One random act of kindness at a time.”
— Morgan Freeman
“Three things in human life are important. The first is to be kind. The second is to be kind. And the third is to be kind.”
— Henry James
“Kindness is the language which the deaf can hear and blind can see”
— Mark Twain
“You cannot do a kindness too soon, for you never know how soon it will be too late”
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
“Kindness is loving people more than they deserve.”
— Joseph Joubert
“There is no need for temples, no need for complicated philosophies. My brain and my heart are my temples; my philosophy is kindness.”
— Dalai Lama
“The best portion of a good man’s life is his little, nameless, unremembered acts of kindness and of love.”
— William Wordsworth
“The simplest acts of kindness are by far more powerful than a thousand heads bowing in the prayer.”
— Mahatma Gandhi
Perform a random act of kindness for two minutes a day, you can actually retrain your brain to be more positive. Kindness is contagious, it comes back with added happiness and contentment.
Happy Kindness Day! 🙂
Life is a strange journey; sometimes lead us nowhere & sometimes we have it all in a moment. Think often of how swiftly all the things pass away and are no more- all those creations of nature, those pains and laughters, affable conversions & warmth. The whole universe a flowing river and never it stops, changing constantly and infinitely. No moment is skipped unchanged, and that river ends nowhere but becomes steeper and narrowed to those who do not accept the change.
Nothing awaits to grieve our sadness, dawn will not veil its splendour, nor the stars refused to shine. We have to flow along, to make every sorrow a forgotten yesterday. flowing along, we’ll find what we have lost, into the form of new, on a new day.
We shall sit on the shore of that river, to chatter all those days we spent without each other, all the new things we saw and learnt about, about others whom we met on the way. Chuckling grins will echo in the air to flick the warmth of sunlight. Birds shall sing for us the song of happiness. We’ll smile till our tears come out in affinity.
….and this way the cycle of eternity completes.
This blog was also appeared in one of India’s leading blogging platform riseforindia.com
We men and women are filled of profuse love and competent of give-away tons of love to each & every creation of Mother Nature. Even our birth is the result of the most intimated and sacred form of love. Why violence?
World has witnessed the greatest of the greatest leaders who have embraced the path of non-violence and made the significant contribution to make the world a better place. Why do we forget about it, and we always forget about it. The blood-drenched sword is double edged and it justifies Newton’s third law of motion. Violence serves no one; even the aftermath of the great battle of Kurushetra was grief-stricken to thePandvas. Though the violent battles fought in ancient times were mostly, good versus evil, and the purpose always remained unique i.e. to prevail peace. But in today’s era, things are worst; we fight for baseless things, which have no relation to the accomplishment of peace.
Let me share my own story with you, I had a very tragic road-accident in the year 2014 and the credit of my survival goes to the generous humans who overlooked the conundrum of religion, caste, creed etc and made every possible effort to keep me alive. My Boss, who is a believer of Sikh faith, was among those angelic humans who donated me the blood. My fracture leg was precisely treated by a Muslim doctor, I was mentally supported by my friends across the globe and all of them are Christians. Do I need to say that how much I owe to them?
There are so things in this world like poverty, education, hunger to care about except the fanaticism of violence and inhumanity. Religions were made to serve humanity, not to lynch it. In his book Ignited Minds: Unleashing the Power Within India, Dr Kalam wrote, ““For great men, religion is a way of making friends; small people make religion a fighting tool.” To a thirsty, the religion is water, to a hungry, the religion is food; above all is humanity that serves the needy.
In her letter to me, Irom Sharmila writes, “What we really need to do now is to inculcate the art of love and kindness for others around the world, so that the world be the real sole-abode of a civilised generation of ours, without madness of killings and supremacy in dealing with other fellow beings. Why not it is possible?”
We, the citizen of this planet, are desperately in need to salvage the pearl of tolerance. Our minds should be broad enough and our hearts must be warm enough; to act or react without harming others, to analyse precisely before making pre-emptive notions, to help the feeble with all our strength, to think positive and TO make a constructive change.
After all, life is too short to be lived with hatred.
My heart went piercing & senses numb, while reading this dignified & soul-stirring post from a mother, a wife & a true believer of love & peace. The story of Kia Scherr is worst than the word ‘tragic’, that day of 26/11 changed her life completely. And now….
Her rise for a cause, her believe for love & her quest for peace; makes us hopeful, and to do good. Today, on 26/15, her words made me speechless. I shall document this for my whole life, to remind myself that; no matters how strong the evil is, love is invincible.
My gratitude towards you, for being so strong, for being so inspirational.
P.S. Thank You, for allowing me to repost it. Here follows the text:
In the aftermath of 26/11 I was often asked by the media “What would you say to the terrorist if you could meet him face to face?” I was at a loss for words at the time, but in 2012 after having been working in Mumbai for 2 years, I realized I had a lot to say and wrote this letter to the lone surviving terrorist who has now been executed.
Dear Mr. Kasab,
My name is Kia Scherr and I was the wife and mother of 2 Americans who were killed in the Mumbai terrorist attack of 26/11 2008. They were in the restaurant of the Oberoi Hotel when your team members stormed in shooting everyone in sight. My husband was shot at the back of the head and died instantly. My daughter was shot multiple times and bled to death. She was 13 years old. Given this reality, you may wonder why I have used the term ‘Dear’ in front of your name to address this letter. That is what this letter is about and at the end you will understand.
To begin with – we have some things in common, Mr. Ajmal Kasab. We exist at opposite extremes of this spectrum of life, but yet we are forever connected by the Mumbai terrorist attack that may one day bring us face to face.Life as I knew it ended when my husband and daughter were killed. Just like that, a family is no more, and so a part of me died along with them. I am no longer the wife and mother of Alan and Naomi Scherr. Your life was supposed to end in the Mumbai terrorist attack. Your colleagues were each killed one by one, but you survived. You survived, but life as you knew it, too, has ended. You are no longer the terrorist on jihad as you sit alone each day in your jail cell awaiting your execution. Your identity as a terrorist has been stripped away, as was my identity as wife and mother. But I am still here and with each passing day, more alive than I have ever been.
I feel like the ringing bells from a song by a Canadian folk singer named Leonard Cohen – “Ring the bells that still can ring, forget your perfect offering. There is a crack in everything – that’s how the light gets in.” The Mumbai terrorist attack was more like an earthquake than a crack. But, the bigger the crack, the more light gets in and that is why I am more alive than ever before. This is the light of love – love never dies.
Who do you think you killed? Who died? You may have destroyed many individual lives for which you need to be accountable, but the sacred life that resides in each of us can never be destroyed, no matter how big and powerful your weapon.The light that emerged from the ashes of Mumbai began when I first saw your photograph on the news as the lone surviving terrorist. The words of Jesus Christ came to me in those moments – “Forgive them, they know not what they do.” I felt compassion for the human being I saw on the TV that was so shrouded in darkness that he forgot who he was.
The connection with the sacredness of life had been brutally broken by your teachers in the terrorist training camp. They destroyed any value you may have had for your life and the life of others. How closed your heart had to be to carry out your mission to kill as many people as possible and to not come out alive. But yet, you did come out alive – you alone, out of the 10 terrorists who attacked the city of Mumbai. I wonder… who are you now? Only you can answer that question and someday I would like to hear that answer.
I will share a bit about who I am now – Through the grace and support of other 26/11 survivors and many citizens of Mumbai, including Mr. PRS Oberoi and Mr. Ratan Tata, I am leading an initiative to restore the value of life as sacred in each of us so that honoring the sacredness of this life becomes our highest priority. I refuse to leave the memory of my husband and daughter lying on the floor of that restaurant.
My daughter Naomi told me that she wanted to become a heart surgeon so that she could save lives. In another way, I will fulfill her wish by living more fully from my heart so that I can be more loving and compassionate with everyone I meet. If living with love and compassion becomes our committed focus, who knows how many lives may be uplifted, nourished and even saved – and if we can reach them first, how many young men in your side of the world could be educated to make other choices than joining a terrorist training camp? What would you have to tell these young men about the outcome of such a choice?
Do you realize that you have the power to save lives if you speak the truth? Do you know that the life that empowers you empowers each and every one of us? Do you know that your life essence is as sacred as every form of life on this planet? And do you know that as a response to your destructive actions, people of all religions and cultures are joining together around the world to engage in a new conversation, one that will restore balance, increase peace as we honor our shared humanity?
I am here to tell you about that. Like it or not, we’re all in this together. A Muslim friend told me that your Holy Koran states ‘if you kill one human you kill them all.’And as Martin Luther King, a leader of the American civil rights movement said, “We are caught in an inescapable network of mutuality, tied in a single garment of destiny.