My friends use to talk about their parents working in the US and sending them US Dollars as pocket money and it was a huge amount. I saw my uncle and aunties minting money, traveling and always on go.
I saw them built big houses and drive posh cars, how I envied and compared them with my parents.
I argued why they won't go and mint money like all other elders were doing?
I felt it was wrong for them to be staying like that all the time.
When I talked of growing big with wealth and status, my dad will interfere saying that money is not everything and everyone needs to be happy with what they have.
The answer didn't satisfy me although I tried to heed what my parents had to say.
It's not that I hated my parents. They were far better than anyone I knew, they were the toppers in school days and was better intellectually in every aspect still they remained in their boundary. I felt they can do better than this for sure.
Now the time has past and my life has started. I've come to understand my parents in the whole different way and it is very beautiful. My parents life is like a living dream.
They don't have much, but they give more than what they have to all the needy people as well as to people who had enough.
They would say they don't have enough money and the very next time I see them making donations and sponsoring the meditators and village people.
It left me confused.
I would ask for some money, but they would not spare any saying they never got from their parents as well. They were doing all the duties faithfully as parents, they never left any of us hungry or uneducated.
That made me sad.
I use to have so many projects in hand and would go to ask my father to write some essays for me, and immediately he would tell me to write by myself and he will correct it.
It made me frustrated.
I use to ask my parents to let me go for dinners, but my dad use to tell me to ask mom and my mom to say to ask permission from my father. I never left the house at the end and it made me angry.
Strangely now I know what they were doing and how happy they were and how lucky I am to be born to them.
They said,'No' to everything else but gave all their love and time for me and the family. They were rich because they were giving. They were proud because their children learned to respect and work hard if they wanted something.
My parents have given all their time to us except spend all their money on us. They made us earn our own bread and taught us life is easy for us if we worked hard. They taught us there is more happiness in giving time to the family, and helping and giving to others than minting money. Money is important but not so important than the life we give to people and the happiness which comes along with it.
I'm indeed very blessed and love my mom and dad for raising me as their beautiful gift and I 'm happy I didn't waste their time.
Now that we have ur own home and sharing the responsibility to pay for it makes me even proud because I feel like they have kept this share for us to prove their test that they are definitely highly qualified as the enlighteners for their children.
For this, I'm forever more blessed and ever wealthier and happy than before.
Thank you for everything and keep that love coming to me.
I need you two and I love you, mom and dad.
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