IN A WORLD FULL OF SADNESS, BE SOMEONE’S JOY
It’s very easy to think that our world is full of corruption, everywhere there’s crime, lot of violence which always makes us sad, but have you ever though that even when you disrespect your dear ones, in their world you introduced sadness.
Here’s a story which would truly touch your heart and would allow you to question yourself of how were you bringing joy in someone’s life.
In a hospital room, where there were two ill men, one who was allowed to sit up on his bed, which was close to the window for an hour each afternoon to help drain the fluids from his lungs while the other had to spend all his time flat on his back.
The men would spend their time talking about different things. Every afternoon when the man on the bed, by the window would sit up, he would describe all the things he could see outside the window. The man in the other bed began to live for those one-hour periods where his world would be enlivened by all the activity and color of the outside world.
The window overlooked a park with a lovely lake, the man said. Ducks and swans played on the water while children sailed their model boats. Lovers walked arm in arm amid flowers of every color of the rainbow. A fine view of the city could be seen in the distance. The man by the window described all this in exquisite detail.
As days passed by, the man on the bed, unexpectedly, evil thoughts entered his mind. Why should he have the pleasure of seeing everything while I get to see nothing? It didn’t seem fair.
He found himself unable to sleep. “I should be by the window” that thought controlled his life.
Late one night as he lay staring at the ceiling, the man by the window began to cough. He was choking on the fluid in his lungs. The other man watched in the dimly lit room as the struggling man by the window groped for the button to call for help. Listening from across the room, he never moved, never pushed his own button which would have brought the nurse running. In less than five minutes, the coughing and choking stopped, along with the sound of breathing. Now there was only silence- deathly silence.
The following day the nurse arrived to bring water for their baths. And the bed was empty… As soon as it seemed appropriate, the other man asked if he could be moved next to the window. The nurse was happy to make the switch, and after making sure that he was comfortable, she left him alone.
Slowly, painfully, he propped himself up on one elbow to take his first look. Finally, he would have the joy of seeing it all himself. He strained to look out the window beside the bed.
And the window faced a blank wall.
The pursuit of happiness is a matter of choice… it is a positive attitude we choose to express. It is not a gift delivered to our door each morning, nor does it come through the window. And it is certain that our circumstances are not the things that make us joyful. But bringing a smile on others face is what I call pure happiness…