Why...

It started of as any other day for me... a very normal morning infact... I got up at my usual time of around 5am... and after freshening up... headed straight for an early morning walk, coupled with a causal jog... almost all was going fine, till the time I noticed an elderly aunt, weeping and narrating an incident to somebody, which possibly wasn't to her liking... she was narrating the incident and weeping continuously... which made me feel very awkward and uneasy... I could very clearly see & feel the pain in her eyes and her voice seemed to be becoming heavy every passing second... I don't know why was I feeling so uneasy at the sight of seeing an elderly lady weep in full public view... I had never seen that lady before or even remotely known her... but there was something amiss... there was something that was drawing me closer to her... I wanted to go right up to her, inquire about her problem, possibly offer a solution and console her... but at the same time... there was something within me, which was stopping me from doing that... possible my own fears and inhibitions of approaching a stranger and being rebuked in return... for who am I to her... why should she share her sorrows with a stranger... and too with a person who's not even half her age... I kept on looking at her and wondering what would have made that innocuous and mild looking lady so upset... I wished if there was some divine intervention and all her sorrows get wiped off at once... but if only wishes were horses... that wasn't to be... she moved on... infact limping, and disguising the wiping of tears with a casual brush of hand across her face... from the worldly gaze...

This whole incident left me with a lot of unanswered questions in my mind... why do we get upset... what, makes us soooo upset... is getting upset a direct result of our own actions or inactions... why do people act in such an irresponsible manner that would upset individuals (directly or indirectly)... and what role does God has to play in it... if a person is so visibly upset then what is He doing sitting up there... is it not His duty to provide proper care and attention to His people... and if He's not able to fulfill His objectives, is it really sensible revering Him to such colossal heights...

To sum it up, I was very upset just at the sight of that poor old lady being subjected to such severe mental stress... why can't we as people be more responsible and responsive to each other's needs... I casually wonder, would world have been a better place, if we respected each other's feelings and showed care compassion towards each other... in the end I would like to say that I felt incapable of handling or even remotely addressing the trauma of that seemingly gentle lady... but I wish if I had those super human capabilities of healing sorrows and replacing them with gentle smiles...