Count Your Blessings

This is an inspirational short story, probably not fictional. It is the story about a girl who learns a valuable lesson in life, by reading a small note by one of her friends. Do have a read, for I am certain it will inspire you to have a positive outlook towards life!

Count Your Blessings!

She looked around until she saw the last light in the kitchen being switched off. Then she comforted herself and let the soothing serenity encompass her in the darkness all around.

Then she slowly sat up in bed, cautious not to make a sound. As soon as she was comfortable in her position, she buried her head in her hands and started grumbling under her breath, her grumbles slowly turning into sobs and then into full fledged tears.

Leela was the only daughter of a middle class family and went to a flamboyant school and was provided with everything her parents could afford, toiling day and night for their child's happiness.

But unfortunately, this was her daily routine. Leela knew that everyone in her school brought mobiles, i-pods, i-phones or atleast an MP3, but she could afford none. She grumbled and complained to Lord vehemently blaming Him for giving her birth in such a downtrodden family.

She asked God why her parents didn't understand she needed these things and why they scolded her even if she asked them to buy it. She then scolded Lord for giving her such dispassionate parents who did not care about her at all.

Then she scolded and complained to Lord on the food she had eaten and the shabby dresses she wore. Her friends ate lavish dinners and she had to do with only a plate of poor rice and pulses. Her classmates wore lovely dresses and she walked around in tatters compared to them.

Though her dresses were lovely and her food was tasty, though she had at least a computer and a digital camera. Leela was still complaining. She was never satisfied and thus it became her daily routine to loath Lord for even sending her to Mother Earth's lap.

She went on to point out why she could not go shopping daily, why her parents scolded her for getting poor grades, why she could not go to the amusement park,and so inked her thoughts to Lord and wrote a long long list of her complaints.

The next day she woke up, despondent and still lamenting over herself. Her thougths were engaged in herself, in solitary and forlorn poignancy; she lived a life aloof from others.

That very day when she was going to enter the class, her eyes fell on a note outside her class. It was a collage by one of the students; mostly those who did not care but copied it from the net just to please the teachers and do their (ever-so-boring) duty. Leela took a step forward and read the chart. It said:

GOD IS ONE. It does not matter whether you pray to Allah, Jesus, Krishna or Raam.....all that matters is whether you thank HIM.

Count Your Blessings Every Night, for Lord has taken out time for you from the millions of people whom he has to care for and given you what he could. Look around and see those whom he has not blessed as much as you, and feel lucky. Look at those whom he has showered his blessing upon, much more than you, and make up your mind to work hard and earn those blessings from Lord.....Thank HIM but never complain to him....for Lord might also get angry and take away even what you have.

Feel Lucky and Blessed...for if there is no one, there is Lord. Count You Blessings and you will realize there is more to thank Lord for, than to complain.

Leela read over the note atleast thrice before going for the first class. Then she read it every time she moved out of class or entered. Then she gave it a final thorough reading before going home, as if her eyes and heart just could not digest what she read.

That night she tried it out and realized that it worked. And then she did it every night. She thanked God for at least giving her such parents who lived only for her, atleast giving her clothes that she wore for there were any who got none, atleast giving her food that she could eat for there were loads who did not even get a morsel a day; giving her everything that she had and asked Lord only for one thing....blessings in the form of strength and will power so she could work hard and achieve what she had not!

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