Prabuddha Jivan 2018 12

SR No.: 526125
Original Sutra Author: N/A
Author: Sejal Shah
Publisher: Mumbai Jain Yuvak Sangh
Publication Year: 2018
Total Pages: 56
Language: Gujarati
Classification: Magazine, India_Prabuddha Jivan, & India
File Size: 5 MB

Page 47

"Live the song of your life!"
Prachi Dhanvant Shah
As the English calendar unfolds, a chapter book mind never helped me think maybe something is of 365 days confines and comes the time to write a wrong! I went up to the driver seat window and the new book of 365 pages again! Here is a fresh new sight froze me. A sight of a lady with her hands holding page for you to engrave, with a wish to write a good the steering wheel and head leaning onto it, her open one, excluding the mistakes acclaimed in the hair strewed over her head, but dressed aptly, preceding book! We will soon bid adieu to 2018 and enriching her personality. I was shattered and baffled. gloriously gratify 2019. With an aptitude of good spirit, Barren of thoughts and aghast, my reflexes did not we commemorate the good memories of the passing support me enough. But then finally hoping it was not year, obliterate the mistakes performed and outset a too late, I had the courage to call the emergency fresh new journey, welcoming an English new year! number for help. I wish I could have done something Not just recently we wished the same when Hindu before it was too late, but I was helpless. Although calendar turned its page when the next day of Mahavir before I could even think of any other alternative, the Nirvan divas we celebrated his attaining moksha and ambulance and Police arrived. Such instantaneous Keval Gyan and greeted each other "Saal Mubarak" alacrity is absolutely commendable in this country Wishes are the same, promises to oneself are same, called the United States. With just one blink of a just the figures on the calendar are variable and so flashlight, all the vehicles pulled up on the side and are the days.
there was a wide way for the emergency to meet the This will go on and on, for years! But I just realized, requirement on time. This is maybe because some instead of waiting for a whole year, why can't I greet people adhere to compassion with its true essence each day as a new year? Why can't I begin fresh and and some people conscious about following the law. write a good one every day? Why wait for time to Whatever it be, the purpose is solved to its core overrule me, but I rule over time and give no room to requirements. I just wish my home country India also fritter away? It is high time, but better late than never! endorses such utility one day and many life be saved Anyway, there is a catastrophe behind this accordance on time. But anyway, that is altogether a separate Just a few days back, I was driving back home after subject to discuss and endeavor upon. finishing some work. It was a regular day and while Coming back to the grievous situation I dealt with, driving, my thoughts tumbled down the to-do list, mythe officers did the needful to rescue the unconscious kids, their studies, my work, the weather, the schedule lady from the car and she was immediately boarded and many more. It was a smooth drive until I was on an ambulance. I had no clue nor the authority to unwillingly compelled to apply brakes and a gush of a catechize about the entire situation. I didn't even know sudden stop. I saw a car without any parking lights or whether she was bestowed with her life or that was brake lights parked in the middle of the road. I could an end to her world. But her thoughts just did not flea not cross the lane but just had to stop right behind that my mind. Life is so unpredictable, we would never know car. I was upset, it could have culminated into a major what would be the next call. That lady would under no accident. Besides being just upset, my aggression uncertain terms have thought she would be struck by overruled my mindset and I was furious. Following the a Gail. While driving, her thoughts would also have traffic law, many cars stopped behind my car but then, been tumbling down her to-do list and her children, were also finding a way out to change the lane and and her work, and many more. And while on the roller pass by. Me being upset, I got off my car and went up coaster ride through her thoughts, Agog! A black cloud to the stopped car so I could blast out at the driver and must have blown her off. It still gives me jitters when I give some driving lessons, that at least he could turn think about her situation and the tragic occurrence the parking lights on if his car was broken. My wise dealt with. But it also made me understand the
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