Why?

Last week, I heard the news of the murder of two autistic kids and it broke my heart. I was heart-broken not only because, two innocent kids lost their lives, but also because they lost it in the hands of their own mother. That is just wrong. And what is more alarming is the reason she gave the 911 dispatcher. She allegedly said that she wanted "normal" kids and didn't want her special needs kids anymore. How tragic! I know of many couples who would make great Moms and Dads and are yet struggling to have kids of their own and here we see this young mother, going postal on her own kids, just because they didn't fit her expectations of how kids should be. I understand that it is very, very hard to raise autistic kids and God knows how I will do in that situation, but does that justify murder?

Why did the kids have to be born in that home? Why didn't someone notice this Mom struggle? Why did God even create those kids that way? Why? Why? Why? I question my Maker with the infamous "Why?" fully knowing the answer to that question. We certainly do live in some crazy times in a very imperfect, chaotic world, where we, as a generation, have strayed far, far away from our purpose. But, I guess, sometimes, it is just easy to cry "Why?".

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Whats up with that?

So a few cities in Dallas have been installing these red light cameras to take pictures of violators and sending them tickets. As a matter of fact, I recieved one such ticket myself and have been super careful ever since, not only @ the red lights where they have these cameras installed but all red lights. But interestingly, they are now considering to ban these cameras. Apparently there are not enough violations to cover the cost of the installation & maintenance of these cameras. Well maybe people got the message (like I did). Isn't that the reason why they came up with the idea in the first place? Whats up with that?????

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Burgers, Frowns, Rage and Cheeks!

I am sure each one of us have been a victim of terrible service in a restaurant or a mall or even at the check-out counter in a grocery store. Well, I have been a recipient of such rude behaviour one too many times. And I have always given the person the benefit of the doubt, although it was a very unpleasant experience for me. I understand the person could be having a bad moment, a bad day or just a bad life. So even when I am treated with such in despicable rudeness, I would smile at the person hoping I could somehow steal a smile or two from their grim and emotionless face. And I need to admit I have even been successful a few times. But most of the times, it is a vain effort. But being the nice person I am :-), I just walk away with a troubled heart which lingers on for hours or even days. So my question is how long can you wait before you lose it? Is it even worth it to do so? Well let me tell you about the first time in my life that I ever lost it.

So this past weekend, we decided to go dine in a fast food restaurant in our neighbourhood. Bad idea! When we walked in, there was nobody ready to take out order, but there were a bunch of people walking around very busy. After waiting for a lil' bit, one gentleman decided to take our order. He didn't start with a "Hello, How are you doing?" or with a "Welcome to xxxx, what can I get you?". Nope, nothing close to that. He started with a scornful "Yes?". Startled by the peculiar query hurled at me, I started to order. And even before I could say "I'll take 1....", the gentleman interrupted me with a deafening "What???". So I repeated again. And this happened for everything I ordered. And all this with a big frown on his face. At one point I was ready to ask him, "Is there anything else you want us to order sir?". And after all this condescending behaviour, he gave us nuggets instead of a cheese burger on the kids meal. And that's it, that was the last straw for me. I lost it. I went crazy. I was like "What the heck dude? Are you offering me a service or am I?". And I went on to say things I don't remember. Apparently I must have said something about him not being friendly, because when I stopped guess what he said. "How are you doing sir???". Then I turned to see the shocked face of my sweet wife. She was like, "Where did that come from?".

Now back to my question. Is it worth it? If you ask me it would be a "Hell NO". That meal was the worst for me in years. I felt terrible. The apology from the manager and a free coupon for a sandwich didn't help much. I felt a little better, when I went over to the obviously shaken up gentleman (don't think he has ever had an Indian dude yell at him before) and apologized to him and wished him a Happy New Year. (Yeah, right!!!). But I was still miserable for a very long time. Longer than the times I felt miserable for rude service and walked out quietly.

So ladies and gentleman, is it worth yelling at people who have been mean to you? No sir! No ma'am! No wonder our good Lord asked us to turn the other cheek!

Peace!

2009

Last night for the first time in many years we decided to spend New Years eve @ home. As we watched the clock ticking away anticipating the birth of the New Year, my son was on my mind. He was all tucked in bed, sleeping without a care in the world. The dawn of a New Year meant nothing to him. And if you think about it, nothing really changes except for the few checks we will waste when filling in the date. Nothing really changes! People go to bed on December 31st and wake up with the same ol' problems. The birth of the New Year hasn't changed your bank balance, hasn't changed broken relationships, hasn't healed diseases. But we still wait in sheer excitement has a New Year passes by year after year.

So what makes it special? Well, I think it is you & I, we make the difference. The birth of a New Year along with hope and an unending resolve to make changes makes it a beautiful thing. Without these, it is as good as a Monday night in March. The New Year is certainly not going to miraculously change things around, but it does open up a new chapter in a life. I pray the good Lord will give us the strength and wisdom as we write the pages of this chapter. So when the next year comes along, we don't write words of despair, but words of hope and joy!

Happy New Year!