16 - The Beauty of Life

Now I'm not one who normally does conform to the norms that most people follow. My idea of beauty is rather different from a common viewpoint. This scribbling is an account of what I saw this morning...

At present I'm engaged in learning certain CAD (Computer Aided Design) software's at an institute called ECIT in Andheri. This morning while I was at the Andheri station I happened to notice an event...no, it can't be called an event...to put it better let's say I saw something that brought a smile on my face and my mind. At the entrance to the station a lady sits adjoining the foot over-bridge selling flowers, also there are a bunch of street kids who beg for money mainly at the ticket windows adjoining the foot bridge. This is a regular scene everyday. But today was different, three of those kids were today suddenly interested in the flowers the lady was hawking as they happen to walk by. The three of them stood there as if mesmerized by the sight. Not sure whether it was so, anyways they seemed captivated enough. The eldest was a boy of maybe 6-7 years in age, the youngest was about 3 or 4 and the girl seemed of an age between the two.

After a while, as they blocked the view of her basket from potential customers, she told the kids to move away. The kids just slowly moved to the side, allowing oncoming people to see the flowers. They still stood there with their gazes fixed on the flowers with them having odd chat between themselves about something. So this continued for a while and then the lady asked them something and the boy answered her. Next thing I notice was that the kids were moving away with the boy holding a red rose in his hand...(I happened to be distracted for awhile in between, so I missed what happened). The three of them now wanted to hold the flower for themselves; the eldest gave them a chance to hold it but after a while took it in his hands. They later moved off from beyond my sight.

What I realised was even these little things found a certain beauty or something on that lines about the flowers. Now, what use would the flower be to them...for them money and something to eat or such would be of importance. But still an innate sense of something within them attracted them to the flowers... This is something what makes up the beauty of life... Simple :-)