Inspire. Its easy !

As the days get tough in tough times, it takes courage and loads of inspiration to survive and grow. Over the last few days, the environment – in the immediate world and in the external world have gotten so tough that comprehending them have taken some time and some toll as well.
It started with Zidane. Am not a great follower of football. But I like the guy. For his genius. For his rise from a ghetto background to hero status in a polarized society through sheer skill & hardwork. I watched in disbelief as he head butted. I watched in awe as he walked angrily away. A hero had fallen for me. I realized I needed inspiration. Perhaps just like him.
A day later, at work, simple & fundamental principles of working with people got flouted by ‘top management’. And there was a head butting when there was no provocation whatsoever. I felt let down, but then sorry for ‘I-am-knowall-rest-of-you-are-crap’ thinking in ‘top management’! All of us are on roads with bends on them. I realised that I am going through one. But they will be taking a couple too. Soon. But then, I realized I needed inspiration. Perhaps just like ‘top management’ !!.
That evening, I saw pictures of the bomb blasts in Mumbai. People were rallying around amidst blood, torn shoes, and carnage. As the phone lines jammed, and as I saw images of people trying to reach out to friends and loved ones and asking the question “why?”, I realized I needed inspiration. Perhaps, just like they did.
Today, a friend who I haven’t met in person sent me a mail which goes like this….. “The only survivor of a shipwreck washed up on a small, uninhabited island. He prayed feverishly for God to rescue him, and every day he scanned the horizon for help, but none seemed forthcoming. Exhausted, he eventually managed to build a little hut out of driftwood to protect him from the elements, and to store his few possessions.

But then one day, after scavenging for food, he arrived home to find his little hut in flames, the smoke rolling up to the sky. The worst had happened; everything was lost. He was stung with grief and anger. “God, how could you do this to me!” he cried.

Early the next day, however, he was awakened by the sound of a ship that was approaching the island. It had come to rescue him. “How did you know I was here?” asked the weary man of his rescuers. “We saw your smoke signal,” they replied.

It is easy to get discouraged when things are going bad. But we shouldn’t lose heart, because God is at work in our lives, even in the midst of pain and suffering.

The secret of being content in any and every situation, whether well fed or hungry, whether living in plenty or in want” we should have confidence that good would come out of everything so we should be thankful, not bitter, even when we are suffering.

Remember next time your little hut is burning to the ground — it just may be a smoke signal that summons the grace of God”
In the midst of all the momentary madness, misery, and morons, I guess it is these inspirers who help keep the sails aligned. This friend sends in a note titled ‘Good Morning’ every day. Its not a forward. Its composed / edited and sent. Everyday. Whew ! People like her keep the world going.

Its a The problem is you don’t find many like them. But, surprisingly, it doesn’t take much to be one. Just a smile. A simple sincere hello or a good morning and a nice word go a long way. It doesn’t take much. But it could mean the world to a few. The problem is no one wears their suffering on their sleeve and it’s a good idea to pass it on to all that come by. I am going to try doing it.

Perhaps you could too.