SAM

Today, I'm going to tell you a story about a person named Sam. He used to live in a metropolitan city, but his financial condition was very poor; he was unemployed and was in desperate search of a job. In spite of his miserable condition, he was surviving in the city with the help of his friend Amar, Amar was working in an MNC but after few months Amar got transferred and went to another city. Now it was very tough for Sam to stay in the city although Amar had paid the rent for the month but after few days Sam had no money for food.
After three days of starvation, sam went to a nearby food stall and asked for some idlis and vadas,after eating he just started to walk away but his bad luck was too lucky to get him caught. As the owner of the stall noticed him leaving without paying the bill, he caught him by his collar and asked him to pay. Sam genuinely said , brother i don't have money ,I'll pay you after few days please believe me , I'm not a thief it's just my condition that forced me to do this. The owner was in no mood to listen to his excuses , suddenly he  got mad and started hitting him with the stick. Sam cried in pain no one came for his help, although there was a huge crowd to witness the death of his self esteem and faith on humanity.
After all the drama someone informed police and then police came , without much of investigation they arrested him and took him to the police station.But as it was not even a criminal case  after 23hrs of merciless treatment they released him and asked him to not do it again. With teary eyes and in agonizing pain Sam shook his head in agreement.
Now as we can all guess, Sam might leave the city forever and even he'll be there ,he will never have the courage to think of commitng any mistake.
But now the twist comes in the story of poor Sam ,that stall owner again beats him up again as he passes nearby the stall, police again takes him to the custody  for 23hr stick massage to break his soul into pieces again  and again he's released to go with the same warning.
The story does't stops here , it goes in the loop and same thing happens again and again and again with Sam. After so many years of torture he's finally on his death bed and he's thinking , was the mistake so big that he paid it with all the joy and happiness that he was supposed to have in life?
In a world where digital communication  , people would give a status or write an on the injustice that happened with Sam, some one might also start a campaign... But nothing will change what happened with Sam
The question remains, whose fault was this, Sam? Or the stall owner ? Or the police ? Or the crowd ?
For getting that answer we need to understand first who the Sam was ? Is he real or just my imagination?
My dear friend  ,Sam is real and we all are Sam. The story was not about Sam  , it was about us ,who commit a lot of mistakes in our day-to-day life. Amar represents our family and close friends who are always there for us and helps us whenever they can, that crowd is the so called society which keeps complaining about our actions and views and what not , owner is our own mind which beats us down by the rules  and regulations that it learns in the journey of life and police is those people however near or dear they are,they keep reminding us about our mistake and our inability to do something in past.
My dear, No one is perfect , everyone commits some mistake at some point of their life, sometimes very silly also , like you fight with your parents, your partner broke up with you because you did something wrong, you lied about something , betrayed someone or anything like this however small or big it is.
These things are wrong and for sure you should get punished by your mind , by losing your happiness , calmness and , peace of mind.
Fine you did something wrong you got punished.but you don't need to carry this guilt for your whole life; you still have a beautiful life ahead of you?
All I want to say is don't do this to yourself. You don't need to pay for something again and again which you bought only once. Please don't let your life be like that of the Sam.
No society will care for you , until you'll care for yourself.
So Stop being so harsh on yourself. Take this opportunity to live the life to its fullest, don't waste your life like this. Move on from the guilt and regrets. Embrace the rainbow of joy...
Treat  the "Sam" who lies in your heart...with love and care

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