Little gesture

“It has long been an axiom of mine that the little things That  you do  for  others  are infinitely the most important.”
―  Arthur conan Doyle-

As  I  was  returning  home  from  work in  evening My  Daughter  called  me  and asked  to get  her favourite   samosas to  be  packed   and  I  was   waiting at counter of  a sweet  shop  for  my  turn as the  shop  was  crowded  due  to  Diwali  rush .From  no  where  appeared a small  girl in  tattered cloths  along  two smaller boys  by  her  side  and  stretched  her palm revealing a  shiny  ten  rupee  coin  into  the  counter and  asked  the  shop keeper  “I want jalebis. How many do I get for this?”. Shop keeper  smiled at her, accepted the coin and gave her two steaming hot jalebis. She looked at the small leafy plate dejectedly. “Please give me my money back, we are three siblings and there are only two here.”

Shop keeper   was  amused by  this  girl’s behavior ,after few seconds returned her coin  and was  deeply  involved  with  other customers .I collected my thoughts and looked at her crestfallen face which  reminded me of my Daughter who used to   show  her  crest fallen face  whenever I  dint  approve  her requests  and  in  fact  very  recently  she refused to speak to me because I couldn’t afford her the  exotic  holidays  she wanted..  

  Mean  while Girl  kept the small paper plate on the counter and  Clutching her coin  carefully like a precious gift, began inspecting other sweets. She stared at the sweets with her big, round eyes and looked at the shopkeeper  angrily when he  gave a bigger packet to another customer in exchange for his note. Little  girl suddenly  pleaded  with  the shop keeper to give  her  the big packet of  sweets  in  exchange for  her  shining   ten   rupee  coin for  that  shop keeper  smiled   and continued  his  work . I  tried to  reason with the  girl   and  told  her  “His note was bigger than yours, that is why  gave   him the bigger packet  for  that she  replied “It’s not fair. Why did he  give him the bigger packet and not me?” She looked at me sadly. “I promised my younger brothers that I would get them lots of jalebis. He  have so many. He  could have given me more. Now they will be so dejected.”

 “They will not be, I promise.” shaking my head to  myself.  Something about the little girl told me that I would go home today, richer, not by a crisp note but by a bright smile if  I  could  make  her  day

I got up from  my  seat  asked  the shop keeper to   pack not  one but  10  jelabis   and paid at  the  counter  and  handed the  same  to   this  girl . Probably a little too big for her tiny hands, she held it carefully. “But uncle…” She tried to give the coin to  me   but  I  told  her “No little girl, you keep it.”
“Thank you. Thank you so much uncle .” She smiled revealing her broken teeth and disappeared into  the  crowd  along  with  her  bothers .

Here is my interpretation. Life isn't a soap opera. Those big dramatic moments in our lives are few and far between. Life is made up of lots small moments in lives, a day at the beach, a really good meal in a restaurant  with  loved  ones , enjoying a good book or  bringing  joy to  some  one  with  your  small  gesture . Yes , This is what makes our lives what they are and it is the amalgamation of all these things which will carry  us in positive  direction 

 “I have noticed that most times, the least that you give out is the best that someone really needs. So, don't always wait till you have something big to give before you do so! Someone's "big" is your "little"!” –Anonymous -