Driving a car on a stormy night?
Ever wondered seated behind the wheel, what if the wiper stopped?
I did. This morning driving to my office in the bus, I pondered if I could be as patient, humble, consistent, proactive, non-whining, dedicated, determined, focussed as the wiper that wiped every drop of water entering its reach, I would live every moment and attain heights I dream of.
Gazing at the meticulous water pouring unscruplously , I wondered if the wiper does not complain about water and does it’s work, if the wiper doesn’t get annoyed, then, we being humans, who created that machine, why get annoyed? irritated? disturbed? bored?
Isn’t our ability to be happy and make others happy, to stay focussed and dedicated, to learn and teach, to forgive and forget, to give without seeking, a wiper of sorrows, difficulties and obstacles?
How tired is your wiper to show you what lies ahead?