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An Old man with candles(My Fifth time)
Today is the fifth day that I accomplish the piggybank exercise and it never fails to amaze me. Just when I was anew on my moments of self-pity and degradation, I am again redeemed from my misery.
I think person of my age are familiar of this depression I am into wherein there is nothing much happening with their life. It seems life is just about work, home and work again. It would seem to be logical that they search for thrills in their life just for a change like the nightlife, drinking alcohol and the likes. But unfortunately for me I am not used to this thing. Although I also do this stuff, this does not relieve the frustrations that I have. I think I’ll be in-depth about this stuff on my succeeding notes but today I want to focus on the “magic of giving”.
As I stride the celebrating downtown where I stay, I was searching for a worthy person to give the money. For me it was easy to give it to someone to whom I do not know. I was looking for a beggar or those people that are out casted by our society but to my luck there was none from the parish church and the park. I certainly do not want to make a display or make an impression to the people so I roam around and pick the right spot to conclude the exercise. Then, at my peripheral sight I saw an old man with just a bundle of candles in one hand selling those to the bystanders who actually were none at the moment except me. So I grab the opportunity and give him the money. I said, “Sir, para sainyo po” (Sir, this is for you) he said “salamat”(thank you) and I said it to in panic that others might notice what I am doing. Automatically, I went away never looking back.
Those several second of dialogue and memories of my sight of putting the money to his hands seems to last a long time. I was euphoric for a moment then my mind was adrift while I was walking. I was happy for the joy that I gave. I may not know the man, the money was not even a large sum, and it may not even last him for a day but the fact that I showed someone a miracle. Wherein in this ruthless world where humans are expected to look out for themselves, there exist some strangers that may exist that cares regarless of their Identity.
My mood again was lifted and my perspective brighter. It is again easy to say sincerely thank you to the little things that I have. That for me is the magic of giving. It could make you a millionaire even if you do not even have a penny…
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