Monday, 29 September 2014

Patience

I was walking down Elizabeth street when I caught sight of him. He stood there in the middle of the road, on his wiry bicycle, waiting for the light to turn green. There was an eerie calm about him, something profoundly serene. He waited patiently, with an air of self assurance around him. He knew that the light will turn green, and it will be time for him to start pedaling to wherever he was headed to. It was just a matter of time...
Patience is an elusive virtue. It is very different from waiting for something. Waiting, entails nervousness, not sure if the thing we are waiting upon will arrive or not. It entails the probability of failure. On the other hand, patience is the action of those who have realized that success is only a matter of time. Its not a question of 'If' but 'When'.
How many of us have given up on our destinies, our dreams just because someone told you that you had been waiting long enough and it was time to move on? How many have failed not because of the lack of effort but the lack of the will to hang on till they get what they want? How many of us have endured failed relationships, all because we couldn't be patient?
There is a story...An old man sat near the window, pointed to a crow and asked his 30-year old son "What is that?" The son replied "That's a crow". After a few minutes the father pointed to the same crow and asked "What is that?" The son thought his father was going senile and relied rather annoyed, "I told you already, that's a crow" The father asked the same question a third time, for which the son replied angrily "How many times do I have to tell you? That is a crow!" The father looked hurt when he wrote something on his diary. The next day he passed. The son, sad of losing his father, looked through his diary hoping to read his last words. The father had written, "On this day, 30 years ago, my son asked me 18 times, what is a crow. Today he is angry that I asked him thrice."