3 Monkeys…..🙈🙉🙊!!

Hi!! My name is “Gamma”. We are three brothers named “Alpha”, “Beta” and “Gamma”. We were free willed and happy during our childhood days in Africa.

It is often said that happiness does not last long. Our parents died , basically killed by the militants in Mozambique.

We had to run away to save our lives. Finally we joined a refugee camp in nearby area which had protection from the millitans. It was surrounded by Army. They gave us food to eat and there were many like us who hadn’t eaten. We made friends with them with good bonding. We shared our old memories all night about escaping the horrible situation.

One fine day we were adopted by a rich man from Kenya whose wife recently died out of illness. He seemed like a nice man.

We were officially his Sons and he became our father without any blood relation. We were always told that blood relation is the strongest relation. But the friends we made who were like our brothers and would stand up for us any given day. The father who adopted us without worrying that we had no genetic relation with him.

Our life in Kenya was very peaceful. He took care good care of us with good education,food , clothing and a house to live.

When we were at out teenage our father would teach each of us a life lesson which he said he learnt from a great man abroad.

For “Alpha” it was “Do not see anything bad!!”.

For “Beta” it was “Do not listen anything bad!!”

And finally for me “It was don’t say anything bad!!”. We obeyed all his teachings without questioning him as he was the very same person who saved us and gave us everything a child would desire and also lead us to a successful future.

Few years passed by and it was time for us to apply his teachings in real life. One day I saw a person beaten by a mob for some reason. As I was thought don’t say anything wrong I wasn’t able to identify which side should be taken by me. I mean the person who was beaten badly could have committed some crime or the people hitting him badly were the wrong ones?? So I kept quiet and left that place without taking any side.

The very same day “Alpha” went to buy some groceries. He sees a person trafficking young girls and boys for slavery. It’s a bad thing right?? Alpha walks away pretending he did not saw anything.

Lastly it was Beta’s turn. A shopkeeper shouting at his domestic help for being five minutes late. Calling him obsence names and everything to break him down. So this too is a bad thing?? So Beta escapes from there as fast as possible.

That night there was an awkward silence between all of us. We shared all our thoughts that we did not stand up for the right just because of our fake ideals.

Next day we discussed with our father our observations. He said It was my duty to teach you all something valuable. But that doesn’t mean you shouldn’t take your consciousness into consideration. Different situations require different actions. I am happy that you all have learnt the lesson by yourselves!!”

Washing machine !!

Trying to hide from something which can’t be seen by anyone is the most difficult part. 65 year old “Charu” living with her son, daughter in law and grandchildren in Pune, experienced the same.

Her son recently bought an old washing machine from a shop which deals with used electrical appliances at low rates. She was furious at her son for bringing a low grade old washing machine as they belonged from a well to do family with high standards of living.

She told her son to get rid of it because it degraded her image of a high class elite lady. Seeing his mother getting disappointed he agreed to rent it out to some other family or group of bachelor friends. As there is a huge demand for electrical home appliances at rent.

“I am gonna take a nap” says Charubala to her son and goes back to her room. The moment she closes her eyes her subcontious mind plays a trick and she sees her son bargaining with the seller for the washing machine he bought just now.

“Stop it Son…I already told you that I don’t want this junk at my place” she says. She is inaudible to him and also not visible. All of a sudden she hears a voice “take me with you dear , why do you hate me so much?”. She is still not able to identify where the voice is coming from. Transiting from the current subconscious level to another point …..all she sees is darkness and multiple galaxies,stars,planets and eventually everything is quiet and calm in her mind.

She hears the voice again “why do you hate me so much?”. At that moment she realises the same old washing machine talking to her. She screams what are you, why are you following me?

” I am the creation which you hate the most….. dislike….. and many people embrace me happily despite having nothing in their lives. You have everything still you get so much worried by my slightest glance in form of a washing machine. I am God who came to you in the form of Poverty. Not to make you poor but to make you understand the plight of the poor and destitutes. To make to understand not to look down on them and help them. Imagine your life without your poor house maid, your driver and others. Still you treat them bad and insult them. Life without respect is no life…….no matter how much you earn.

With a confusing look at her face she wakes up. Her son asks her if she is fine. She simply smiles and says “For a rich man charity is the best way to please God”. Instead of renting the washing machine we should give it to our driver for free. I have earned a lot but distributed little. It’s time for me to change myself for good.