“Do you need anything? I don’t mind looking for them.”
“Sure, can you help with...”
The girl offers her help. She couldn’t help herself asking
people what they need, or what they want. She wanted people to be happy, to be
at ease on their daily lives. She thinks that helping others can also help her at ease, to see people appreciate what she did. To see others happy
and healthy and well. But, not everyone is like she thought.
“This is why you shouldn’t always be nice to people. Some
people just happen to be a******,” a friend once told her that.
But, she never stops. She wanted to help. She just doesn’t
quit thinking people would need her help. She would do anything to help others,
despite getting talks behind at her back or being judged.
I didn’t say she never wanted to stop. She did actually. She
felt so empty. She felt her heart was calling her selfish, why didn’t you
help them, why did you lie to them? She didn’t intend to. She said she doesn’t
want to get hurt anymore. As soon as she touch her heart and close her eyes, a
glimpse of bright light appeared before her. The light was smiling at her,
touching her head and gave her a hug. She didn’t see the face behind the mask,
but the girl cried in her arms.
“Dear daughter, no matter how the world treats you badly.
Always remember that kindness is not to be judge by imperfect humans, but is
for you to believe that there are still good in this world to rely on. For you
to believe that kindness is to be touch by the heart, not for the eyes to see.”
That’s right. Kindness is a gift, whereby the eyes could
only see less than the heart could feel. The hands and smiles are gifted for the
sake of a better world. She did felt happy when she lend her hands to lift people’s
burden. She did felt happy when her smile lifted people’s sorrow. She did felt
happy when her silliness lifted people’s spirit.
Now you know why she never stop, would you ask her again?
