Being Humane

With all that is happening in the world (I’m sure you don’t need pointers), I’ve become more shrouded. More sceptical when something too-good-to-be-true happens.  I know life is all rainbows and flowers if you try hard enough, but  there’s nothing to be done about the oncoming tempest.  So when you are on the receiving end of a nice gesture, you can feel some of the cynicism melting away. You know that there are still people out there who are nice without a reason, without an ulterior motive. Lately I’ve come across a couple of instances where random strangers have gone out of their way to be nice to me. They didn’t have to. They just did, out of sincerity and a good heart. Nobody was strangling them to make that extra effort and be kind. Nobody would shun them for walking away. The fact that they were courteous enough to stay and help, immediately puts them in my good books (of random people, I am probably never going to meet again). Its this kind of behaviour that ought to be reciprocated. They know what it’s like to be vulnerable. And so in everyday situations they help others who appear helpless. They may have done some terrible things in life but then again, for that one moment, that instance, they were considerate . They were unconditionally humane.

I see a glimmer of hope. And I see, some of my scepticism fading away. After all, it takes a spark to ignite the fire. It takes one person among a million to lead kindly light. 

Mia