I now run a trading business that I inherited. After having worked in IT, I found this world completely different compared to the kind of people one interacted with earlier. People lie and cheat without a trace of remorse. I was having a hard time coping with this. One unlucky day my entire consignment was stolen during transportation. This was followed by a loss of half my capital due to theft. I suspected that the person I trusted most was behind the theft.
The episode shook me beyond words and even my faith was completely shaken. For days I just sat near Devi, asking where I was going wrong. Being kind was the last thing that came in my mind. The world, I felt, was so hostile. I lost the reason for being kind, something which was my second nature earlier.
One day when I sat in my puja room dejected I remembered the story of Lord Ram. What wrong did Lord Ram do that his beloved Sita was taken away? How did he respond to this loss? And, my thoughts continued, if he had to face challenges in his life, then who was I to expect a smooth ride.
The inner conversation gave me some strength and I pulled myself together, made a few changes in my business processes and firmly decided that no matter what happens, being kind was the only choice for me.
I gradually got my kindness back. I contacted a school for blind children nearby and donated groceries for a year. Apart from that, I offered to complete their kitchen shed for which I collected funds from my friends, who were happy to help. The kitchen shed is in construction.
Kindness and charity are not options.