Saturday 30 July 2016

Lucy.

Hello readers

Hope you all are doing well.

The greatest weapon against stress is our ability to choose one thought over other.
-William James.

Once upon time near the foot hills of the Himalayas was a kid named Lucy.
She was born to a shepherd who was working for a land lord who was a pretty wealthy man who owned cattle, sheep and a dozen yaks.

Lucy lost her mother at a very young age so she was taken care by her dad,  who was a kind and empathetic person who realized that his kid should not feel the lack of her mother’s love and took care of her so well that she never felt the lack of her mom’s love. Her dad ensured that she would get educated as he did not want her to become just to work under someone like him and just earn enough bread to survive.

So Lucy went to a local convent which was a charity educational institute as she started learning her ABCs’, once the convent organized a donation campaign for beggars, so the teachers requested the students to get any old clothing and sundries at their place. So Lucy was very much determined to help for the cause so she asked her dad if there was anything that she could do.

Her dad was pretty happy with her concern and service minded attitude, he advised that since he had some surplus wool left with him for the year she could give it to her teachers who can decide how best it will be helpful.

But Lucy was unhappy that by just giving some wool it will be burden on her teachers to either knit them to make sweaters or the wool will go waste. She had a week of time before the donation program to start.

So she decided to learn knitting and make some sweaters. She took the help of her neighbor who was very dear to her and managed to knit 5 sweaters which were very too pretty look at.

The day the donation took place, Lucy’s teachers were surprised and asked her “My dear child who gave you these newly knit sweaters I know your dad is a kind man but why did he take so much pain to make this?” Lucy replied “My dear sister (Nuns are called as sister in convents) my dad gave me the wool and she smiled, then who knitted them? “Asked the sister, “I took the help of the granny who lives next door and knitted them” replied Lucy.

Her teacher was overwhelmed for the effort and concern Lucy put in to accomplish a task for the sake of society.

And from that day Lucy was known for her service-mindedness in school, which was once noticed by the head of infirmary in the church who gave a suggestion to her teachers “ she would be a fine doctor  if you ask me she has a godly touch I tell you”

Lucy grew up to be a young girl and looking into her interest in serving people  her teacher advised her to become a doctor.

Lucy was very happy and gladly said she will would become for sure.

After years of hard work Lucy graduated as a psychologist. Her dad was very happy and was proud that his little girl for her great achievement.

As the years rolled by when Lucy was progressing in her career, she decided she wanted to study more and opted to take up a specialization in frustration and stress management, another 2 long years of study and she became what she aimed for and setup her own clinic in Kolkata.

As the days passed by, the fame of her clinic grew in and around the city, Once she met a women who came to seek her help, her problem was that her best friend was showing a frustrated behavior and since she knew her for long that she was a kind hearted lady but suddenly she had started feeling un-rest and behaving in way that people don’t like, Lucy agreed to meet her friend and do her best.



Some days later her friend came to the clinic, and this is what happened:

“Hello, your friend Rita asked me to meet you how are you today?” the friend of Rita her name was Richa replied,” Hi doctor I am fine actually but,  she feels I have some issues and not mentally fit I wanted to prove her wrong so I decided to take a challenge hope you will don’t agree with her.”

Lucy smiled and replied “Oh miss Richa who said you are mentally unfit? You are as fit as a fiddle I just wanted to meet you as I heard you are a very good painter.

Stunned by the answer of the doctor Richa broke down in tears, Dr.Lucy understood the reason why she did so and just consoled her. From that day Richa became close to the doctor and gradually the family of Richa as well as her close friend were surprised her jolly behavior as before and the change which made her feel normal again.

They all thanked DR. Lucy for her great help and treatment which was given to Richa were eager to know how she cured her from her frustration habit.

This is what Lucy replied in the  “Richa is an artist inside,  she loves to paint  but due to her family pressures she was not able to follow her passion last time her dad, restricted her by not allowing to take part in a prestigious painting competition, there he sowed the seed for the neuro transmitter which promotes nerve impulses to trigger tension in the facial muscles which made her frown and her brain cells recorded this rejection and was in a traumatic state, but due to her maturity she managed herself. But the outbursts caused by the rejection and disappointment continued, when she came here we had long discussions on her likes and dislikes and the moment I uttered the word painting, as Rita had told me about her passion for painting she realized even though she had the talent she could not express it, so this made her feel helpless leading her to cry. I helped her to start painting again by giving certain biological schematics which I wanted as portrait!”

There ends the story, my take away from the  story is firstly how anyone can become whatever he wants in life. Example Lucy.

Secondly we all suffer from our frustrations some big and some small the important point is the small frustations become big at times and can be very harmful to the person and the people who is living with him or her.

We should never show our frustration on others because it is like you throw stone in water and it keeps producing repells, each repel is the new person who is frustrated because of the frustrated person among the group or family.

What can I do to control my frustration, learn from your errors take feedback from people about your behavior and improve yourself, never become  a person who likes loneliness, first understand yourself before trying to find holes in others shoes.

Never break the bonds with your family and siblings, if you want to know why? Ask people who are in  rehabilitation centers  for  societal syndromes they will tell you why. The paradox a person will never understand that he made a mistake until it happens to him, but a wise person will learn from his ow mistakes and will try not to repeat it and that is you are first step to avoid frustration, because every time you fail you are boosted with a dose of neural signals which wants you to fight to win the problem which is completely a natural process.

Lastly happiness is a wave is same as the frustration wave but it repells even faster than the latter and does the most wonderful things it makes a person smile.

So choose the wave you want to surf on.

Thanks a lot for your time .Hope you liked this short story. 

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