“With great power comes great responsibility “. I have no clue how many of us really believe in these words but, this one line has transformed my life.
As soon as I got Job in Infosys, I had to leave my native place where I have been living all my 23 years of life. I visited my parents every alternate Sundays. The other weekends when I am in Mysore, I venture out to explore the beauty of the place. Though I am zealous nature lover, sometimes I feel there is some kind of dissatisfaction in my life.
Last week I found my old dairy while I was searching for the Novel “GOD FATHER” By Mario Puzo. I had a glimpse of the dairy and felt ecstatic reading those poems, proverbs which I have filled in it during college days. Somewhere in the middle of the pages, I have written my plans on social work, starting an NGO, Helping the poor...Etc
From that day, my thoughts started revolving around my dairy and plans. Having a sip of tea, I read an article on the “school for the orphanage” in outskirts of Mysore. I may not be the most powerful and rich, but I am now powerful enough financially and mentally to do something to that school which is in need of some help and money. “Now it is time to show some responsibility” echoed my heart.
That very instant my colleague Arun, a bunch of friends and I started off to that school. The school is located in the outskirts surrounded by green fields, near the foot of Chamundi Hills. The fresh air and breeze enhanced its beauty.
We spoke to the teacher there and enquired about the way they are managing the hostel and school. After our discussion and donation, as we were about to leave I saw a small kid in the corner of the park gazing at the gate. Unlike other children who enjoyed the sweets and biscuits that we gave, this boy looked gloomy and upset. Without any hesitation I went to him and started conversing.
Me: Hello kid..!!
Kid: He just looked at me and didn’t answer anything
Me: what’s your name? Come on have some sweets. (I offered)
Kid: No uncle. I don’t like sweets.
Me: Ok...No Problem. I hope you like chocolates.( I offered him a handful of chocolates)
Kid: “Thank You uncle” he said smiling.
Me: “You are welcome Buddy. Now tell me why are sad?”
Kid: Because my Mom didn’t visit even today. I have been waiting for her since 3 months. She has promised me that she will come to take me home in a week and she has not turned up since then.
Me: I was little confused and I thought to myself “This is supposed to be school for Orphans”. If what this boy said is truth, why did school authorities take him in? I then said “Listen kid...Don’t worry..!! she will come to take you certainly. I will speak to your teacher and take your Mom’s address. I will contact your Mother".
Kid: Really Uncle..!! I am so thankful to God. At last he heard my prayers and sent you.
Me: But on one condition that you won’t be sad and gloomy again. Keep smiling and play with your friends.
Having said this I turned to administrative block. I asked the teacher, whereabouts of his mother and was shocked on hearing this.
Teacher: Yes, That’s true. Tinku’s Mother has left him here 3 months ago. She was in her last stages of cancer when she left him in our school. Since there was no one to look after Tinku, after her death, she requested us take him in. Later the next week, we received the news that she has left this world. We haven’t informed Tinku about this.
“Ignorance indeed is bliss”, I thought to myself looking at the Little Kid smiling at me from distance. I left the place with heavy heart, but promised myself to visit here every alternate weekend.