How do two dots connect? Answer is easy you draw a line between them. We human beings are like dots in the infinite ocean, joining each other. Ocean also has these rebel dots who want to explore its indefinite. She is one of those, who felt one day inspired to discover variety of the ocean and decided to travel and explore its depth.
Alone she traveled to distant places, explored how people smiled and what made them sad. Often, she experienced feelings which can’t be put in words, sometimes she rejoiced with people sometimes she sympathized. Her travels once lead her to my country, India. Her interest of work pulled her to a rescue NGO in Kolkata. There her sympathy connected to its school kids and clinical patients.
She was surrounded by kids in the school, she admired the smile those kids had. And finally she heard the stories of their broken mothers who worked hard to maintain these innocent smiles. Then it happened one day, she felt empathy about a mother, even when she is not a mother. She could understand the suffering behind a brave Muslim woman raising her three daughters. Why? You may ask! Answer is again easy she had the same courage and strength as the mother had! So how do the dotes connect, they connect with empathy.
It is not generosity what drove her, but connection to the kids. She wanted them to have excellent education as every mother desires. She joined in the efforts she started giving them something of hers and support their education in best school of Kolkata.
When her travels ended she left them with crying eyes and so much love which could not be lessened by the distance between India and Switzerland. They cried too and for a year whenever they heard her name they could feel the same warm feeling as she would hug them.
And now I see her come back to India, eagerly waiting to see her kids. She doesn’t eat, too excited to see their faces. She has bought many gifts that kids could ever imagine. Then suddenly they come in her sight. For a person who doesn’t know the story it would just seem two shy little Indian girls hugging a foreign girl who seems to be very excited. All I could see was pure love relation across the countries. Their eyes to me had a smile which comes after long waiting, a smile of satisfaction of seeing someone to be loved. Sure, she is just a girl but she has become an amazing mother.
And I, one of her Indian friends, could just sit there and take a photo in my mind of this amazing relation between two dots.
