For the past many years…
perhaps since my birth, I have heard, seen and believed that few are the people who are men of wisdom, courage and the list of heroic adjectives continues…
These are some characteristics which make them ‘shine’, an ensemble of special skills which makes them unique and hence, grants them the title of a ‘Legend’. So what my mind learnt was that ‘These people are special….and I’m perhaps ordinary’.
Yesterday, I was at a wedding, a simple, clean and Pakistanish wedding… It was plain and there was nothing extravagant to share about it. I was bored and as my gibberish thoughts jumped and swindled from one to another, but then I noticed something which soaked up my energies.
The wedding was being arranged by a few people, namely perhaps the brothers and father etc. of the bride and groom. The synchronization, arrangements from the steaming buffet tables to the roaring band display, everything was in place. While I was eating, there were a good few constantly working to make sure everything was coordinated. Dedication, coordination and leadership was exhibited by these not so special people. Let it be the old father, barely mature brother or the groom’s cousins, everyone was playing a role to make sure every guest returned home with a smile on his face. Wasn’t this coordination, dedication as zealous as the ones who earned a legendary status?
We all praise the legends of love, namely Romeo & Juliet, Heer & Ranjha etc… but is the love of my mother is not as vigorous as these icons? She held her favorite ‘sweet potatoes’ in her palms wrapped in a newspaper for two hours. This was not because she was on a diet rather she wanted to share her delight with me, who wasn’t willing to go to the market with her. Despite of my carelessness and rudeness, she carried those portions in her hands till she got back to share her happiness with me. This is just one of the many incidents of her sheer and unconditional love for me. Now once again I repeat my query…is her love inferior to those heroic couples or is love of this relationship different from that of a couple’s ?
A few days ago my gardener climbed on top of the garage door’s rim. I told him to not to stand there as it was already shaky and he could’ve fallen, but he seemed to ignore my existence. Defying the rules of gravity, he pushed the branches outside and then slanted at a 45 degree angle to cut them. After 10 minutes of persistent and nerve reckoning moments, he finally jumped off the rim. Putting your life or (perhaps with less exaggeration) your bones at stake for a job as minute as cutting a few branches, isn’t that brave?
These characteristics of bravery, leadership, zest, devotion and many more…are observable in everyone given a situation in which they decide to put their efforts.
I remember how my psychology professor once told me “There is no man called an Average Man”. I guess this is what he meant; every man/woman is special. We all have it, if given an opportunity we can use bring our dormant adjectives to life. If we decide individually to shine, there’s no stopping unless of course The Almighty puts a hold at your course.
Being special doesn’t mean you ought to be famous rather it’s the depth of your persona which shines through in each and every action of yours..
Earning a legendary status might be an amalgamation of luck, strength, support etc., but earning a good name with your unique persona is at the discretion of your will.