Gerald D'Cunha

I had written on Happiness in my last Post. A friend of mine, after reading this Post yesterday, sent this quote to me: “Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.” - Oscar Wilde I immediately smiled! Read this quote, once again… See, how true it is! It simply divides the people of this gigantic world into only two kinds: Those, whose presence makes the world around them happy; and those, whose presence makes it depressive… Those who bring sunshine whenever they come… and, those, who bring gloom… Yes, it is so. The world has only these two kinds of people when it comes to making the world around us a bright and happy place to live in. We can easily spot these people around us… Those, who we wish stay back long and make our lives a lot brighter…, Those, who we wish go away as quickly as they can and leave behind this place a lot happier. W ell, when I read this quote of Oscar...

The night before last , my wife and I were watching the NDTV news. The entire segment was dedicated to the horrific shoot-out incident at the Connecticut school in the US. A young lady-reporter was presenting the news, all overwhelmed by emotions. Her voice was choked and cracking as she went about unfolding the unbelievable sad tragedy… And, tears just rolled down our eyes… both mine and my wife’s! We saw President Obama crying as he paid moving homage to so many tender ones… and to those innocent teachers and others who lost their lives… Today, I read in the newspaper about this incident: A woman, in another sate in the US, who was listening to the radio news while driving was so overpowered by grief that she was unable to drive any further… She parked her car on sideways and sobbed uncontrollably… till her heart calmed down! Those were such small children… so innocent… so tender! No, it shouldn’t have happened to...

T he sky turns gloomy, and I don’t like it one bit. I want the sky, at this time, to be bright  and peppy. It has been repeatedly happening so for the last three days. And, I have been repeatedly telling the sky – “Why can’t you be the way I want you to be?” The sky explodes with thunders and lightning. Robust winds blow hard on the trees… Leaves fly helter skelter… and it pours. Heavily. The sky doesn’t need my permission to behave the way it does. I understand this truth… simple though. Sometimes, when I stand by the sea, I get overwhelmed – and overpowered – by the force and velocity. It is fierce, it is ruthless, and it is scary. Still, when I stand there and watch those ferocious waves lashing mercilessly at the shore, and when I see that like an awe-struck child, I feel peaceful even in the midst of such violence, such unrest. It is happening like that, right now. I am watching this gloomy sky… and looking forward to hear the sounds of mighty thunders and behold t...