What does the word “Blessing” mean to us, in our life?
Being brought up in an Indian family, I find blessings are infinite
Every elder blesses the youngers every time we reunite.
And no Indian family is a small number of people
So in that case there’s always a large number of people.
So does that mean, all Indians are infinitely blessed?
Now that’s what was supposed to be assessed.
And guess what? I truly found a brilliant answer
A few ups and downs but it took me through an advancer.
The assessment said not just Indians but everyone
Was blessed partially by someone.
I wondered what a “Partial Blessing” meant
And soon I found the consent.
A partial blessing was nothing but disinterest
Which could definitely turn out to become a point of interest.
When we gave gifts there were hands to accept them
But when we received blessings we never did take them.
Every relationship performs on the equation of give and take
Then why did we make this choice that we often make?
An elders’ blessing might come in the form of a new job
Or maybe as another gift through the doorknob.
Then what makes us stand behind to see blessings around us?
In every little drop of water or maybe a happy life thus?