My name is Karma and I am 40 years old. It was morning, and I had to go to the office.I hate to wake up and go to the office and it is my normal day. Every day is the same and there is nothing new that happened at my life. There are certain things that you must do like “Brushing” and “Going to Toilet”. You don’t think why you do and we do that anyway. Going to the office is the same routine for me.
The lift was dirty and full of cow shit. Also, there was blood here and there, and I was screaming aloud. It was morning, and I had to go to the office. My pants and shirt also smell like shit. Screaming at my mind with controlled behavior. I wanted to throw away my laptop at this shit that I am seeing and run away. But i cannot.
Now, being present analyzed what happened here. Someone must have killed a cow at the lift or a Cow killed someone at this lift. Both are possible. Then I had to go back to my home and change my pants, shirt and take a staircase.
I was not thinking about this till I come back to the apartment in the evening. Security was trying to give the sweets to everyone.
It seems yesterday night there was a street cow tried to give birth. Someone having farm background saw this and brought the cow to his apartment and started treating. The ex-farmer must be a crazy guy to bring a cow at this apartment.
I had my nerves in my control as a Society manager and made myself cool about it. After a couple of minutes made myself clean and went straight to a place where the ex-farmer’s apartment.
He welcomed me kindly, and his eyes were glazing as pure snow, and it was empty without a judgment. I was furious and wanted to scream at him.
He asked me to sit first. I had to scream at him. But due to my bright background, I had to control my conflict and observed the rooms. The apartment wads pure, and there were no dirty things or smell that I had an experience like in the morning.
Then ex-farmer gave me a cup of coffee and asked me to eat with a homemade biscuit from his village.
I sipped one cup, and the first time in my life, I had not experienced this kind of coffee. It was awesome. The farmer explained about the cow situation and requested me to tolerate the next week for transporting the cow to his village.
He also explained the coffee taste is due to fresh milk. I can see the cow and the baby cow in his bedroom. His kids were playing with the baby cow.
I came back home and could not sleep. If we have a dog at the apartment, would we not welcome it? A couple of families have dogs at their home, and it screams at night. Why not a cow? Next morning, I had made an amendment. That is we can have a cow the apartment’s top floor open area, and everyone puts money to welcome and facilitate the new cow to our apartment.
There is a feeling of greatness after this decision that anything is possible when there are a will and heart. Also, when I get up today, there was a sense of meaning in my life.