A Giving Heart

Sometimes I think  about what exactly does ‘ generosity ‘ means. I know it means that we are willing to help someone in need, either in kind or in cash. Listening to someone with interest is also being generous. How many  people do really listen? Most of us want to tell our part of the story. If we have enough and more money it is very easy  to give away some of it. Of course we should have the heart and the inclination to do so. The other day someone was saying that giving money was the easiest thing one could do. Everyone needs money and we have this feeling of being very generous. But, I believe that giving away something when we ourselves are in need  of it is much, much more , it  means a giving heart.  

She works the whole day  and she is the sole earning member of the family. Her husband is an alcoholic who works when he needs money for the arrack . She tells me that he gives her some money on those  rare occasions  when he is not drunk. Sometimes she hides the money and  he does not know whether he had ever earned it or if he had poured it down the drain. She takes left over rice or any other leftovers home. And I have always seen her make two packets of the rice. One packet she gives to the sweepers who work by the road side. I see her do this most of the times and all these  thoughts came to  my mind when I saw her give away a packet of cooked rice to an old lady walking by, who was very happy to receive it.  This was true generosity.


This photo is of a mango tree in almost full bloom by the side of one of our roads. Trees are so generous. They give and give.

“The tree is more than first a seed, then a stem, then a living trunk, and then dead timber.  The tree is a slow, enduring force straining to win the sky.”  ~Antoine de Saint-Exupéry, The Wisdom of the Sands, translated from French by Stuart Gilbert

By Lakshmi Bhat

I am a person who believes there is not enough darkness in the world to extinguish the light of a small candle. We live in a small place in South India. I love reading, blogging, stitching, traveling, photography, listening to people and many other things which make life so very nice and interesting. Blogging is a fun experience, it has brought me into contact with people in different parts of the world and it is good to read about their everyday life. In spite of the differences there is a sameness which is fascinating. I have learnt and am learning something everyday. I have learnt to write haikus. I enjoy combining the thought and the number of syllables. I have always read books and I was happy to write short fiction. I had thought I would not be able to do so. Stream of Consciousness and photo challenges are fun too. Yes, there is so much in life that is sad and that hurts us. Many a time I wonder why life is so unfair to so many. We all have problems in life but the problems of many seems unbearable. This makes me feel so helpless. It is not possible to help everyone but we can do our bit, we can do something to help some in whatever way we can. I used to go to the Home for the Mentally challenged in our campus twice a week. I have been going there since 2011. The members are an important part of my life. Covid-19 has made it difficult for me to go there regularly. Hopefully I will be able to go there again. There have been many challenges in life and we have faced them with a positive approach. Our grandson and granddaughter have made life so much more richer.