Small deed, great happiness!

I have been thinking a lot about writing a blog that I can share with my friends and whoever else is interested, for a while now. However, the one incident that jolted me into action was something that happened the past weekend. The incident made me reflect on how easy it is to make someone's life better and your own life more happy. And the message was so powerful that I thought I would share it with as many people as I can reach.

The locality where I live in has a lot many dogs that are unfortunate not to have owners (dont want to call them stray dogs!). Thanks to Menaka Gandhi and her clan, these orphans have no more place in orphanages like the Blue Cross (not that I am totally convinced that it is the best place to be for these lovely beings, but atleast that gives them a shelter). Coming back to the story I wanted to say; there was this dog (i'll call him 'Browny' because he had brown hair) which had been badly wounded , which I later found out was due to a careless six-sensed, two-legged being having driven his car rashly and having almost ran over him. Browny apparently had no one to take care of him and was becoming worse by the day and was trying to find a quiet corner in any house that had an open gate to rest and try to recover. And he seemed to, for some reason, choose my house very often. However, we at home where not ready to accomodate him because he was smelly and looked very infected. So we managed to drive him away mercilessly a couple of times. Then suddenly, I thought a lot about my behaviour and how cruel I was. This was mainly because of Chickoo(my pet dog), as his presence in my life made me think how partial I was to Browny in not helping him in any way. And it looked so unbecoming of me to show so much love and care to Chickoo whereas not even have the heart to house a wounded Browny.

I decided after that short enlightment session that I should act on the issue. So I called Blue Cross and asked them if they could help. They agreed to come and take a look and so I gave them my contact address and faintly hoped they would come. And to my surprise, within a couple of hours of calling them they landed at my doorstep with an ambulance. I apparently had mis-judged the Indian system, which I am ashamed to admit was wrong on my part. These guys then with the help of another very caring lady who went all out to find Browny, put him into the ambulance and took him away. They promised to nurse him back to good health and return him to his abode (the street where I live in).

I was so overcome with joy at this small effort I had taken to give Browny another chance at life. It made me so happy as the whole neighborhood watched this gesture of mine with great interest and respect(I think). Ofcourse, me being looked at like a hero was not the only reason I was over-joyed. It was more of a sense of fulfillment at having made someone's day. And believe me, that feeling brought so much happiness to my inner self that I could not but think how easy it was to find happiness.

The incident made me feel so happy that I thought I should share this thought that "It just takes a little effort to find happiness".