So I'm back in Goa after my two year stunt in Bangalore. I miss the place, the people and the lovely weather! Food, yes, you too! However, this post is about people.
I had a fairly average today today, some work here and there, some cooking, lunch at 4:00 PM and so on. In the evening, I had to drop at a friend's place to pick up a few things, where I was going for the third time now. I spoke to my friend's Mom and Dad, such sweet people! Then when I was about to leave, I remembered how I hadn't met the Granny. Grandmothers! I wish I still had mine!
I could sense her excitement as I walked towards her. She seemed genuinely happy to see me. She greeted me with a warm hello and a peck on my cheek. Oh, how long it's been since I had one! I felt something warm up inside me. Some people are naturally blessed with positivity and they touch people in ways unknown to them- Kindness! Granny inquired about the well-being of my family and while she was doing so, she tucked some strands of my hair behind my ears. I can't remember the last time someone did that to me! Anyone! She straightened my T-Shirt and held my hand throughout those two minutes.
I wish I could stay a little longer,but I was afraid that I'll start tearing up and then it would be very difficult for me to explain my emotional breakdown. I don't know if I suddenly saw my grandmother is her but she really got to me. On my ride back, I wished of being a part of such a family. I suddenly found myself longing love, not that I don't have any around me, but this is a different kind of love. This is the unconditional, purest form of love you receive. Granny was meeting me for the third time, she didn't even know me, but she didn't have to.
Have you ever found yourself at the receiving end of such unanticipated love? You didn't expect it. Heck, you didn't even deserve it. But it does not matter to that someone genuine. That genuiness is rare to come by and if you do find it, cherish it! There's nothing more fulfilling and heartwarming than someone's touch and blessing.
I had to pick up something from a bakery which was run by a Goan family. After my purchase I inquired about the shelf life of the item and not one but everyone from the family started asking when I would eat it and where was i taking it and where I would store it, so taht they could come up with the most accurate answer. The uncle offered to wrap it up in the paper and handed it over to me saying, "Good Evening, dear", as I left the place.
On my ride home, which is up a hill, I saw a woman walking and offered her a ride. She never asked my name, but she asked if I was working and how my parents were doing. A random stranger this woman was. After we parted ways, I was filled with the feeling of gratitude and compassion, how little we appreciate what we have around us. I could have been in a worse situation, an accident, molestation, labour or fighting for my life, but here I was enjoying the simple joys of life. Made me realize why I need to stay put in Goa and how friendly everyone is.
They always offer to help, to comfort, make conversations even though I might never see them again. I wonder what compels them to be nice and talk with that smile. Granny kept calling me dear and child and darling repeatedly. I'm positive that no one has called me darling those many times in my entire life. It felt so good. She felt home. She made me a little better of a person with her kindness. I wish I can only share this kindness with others.
I listened to How to Save a Life by The Fray repeatedly when I got home later. Made me get up from the swing and write how I felt today cause I don't want to forget how I felt today and days like these don't come often.
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