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#02 - Second Cup

"Little things make big difference". A usual proverb, that we have heard many times, said many times, felt lot of times and have forgot lot of times too.Read the sentence again, "LITTLE things make BIG difference".The words are opposite to each other but when they come together, they create a meaning that is so perfectly true. Do we really care about little things? Well I care about it only when someone doesn't care about little things for me. And I guess there are so many "I" like me.The things are really little to be taken care, but yet we forget to do so. Is it because, they are so little that we actually can't see them? If they are really that little then, they doesn't matter right? But why do they create such a big difference? Why ? The question I asked many times Why?


I have a friend, who sends me texts all day and night. It starts with "Good Morning" and it goes on like, Have you brushed your teeth? Had breakfast? Did you bathe? . Every two minutes once my mobile beeps on with the texts from that friend. Earlier times I actually replied for every text message, but then I started to feel really irritated. I could not tell frankly, so I started to reply with single word and sometimes no reply at all. I thought, this texting habit of my friend would eventually stop. But it never stopped, I fed up and started to ignore it totally. One day I never got any texts, I was surprised, not even a single one. But instead of feeling happy, I felt kind of worried actually. I was thinking my friend next day, I called, and when my friend picked up
"Hello"
"Hey Rithi"
"Yesterday was a busy day huh?"
"No yaar, I was just chillin with my friends"
"Oh"
"Are You Okay?"
"I am doing good"
"Oh god, Sorry Rithi I couldn't text you, My mobile was at service"
"No problem pal. I gotta go now. Catch you later"
When I kept the call I found that I actually missed my friend whole day. It was just a little thing, just text messages, that too simple one to reply. But I did not look it that way. But when the text message was absent, I got disturbed. I found that I should not ask the question of why now but how. And I found my answer to the how. The little things can change the perception and that can change the whole way of looking anything. It's okay if we can't do little things, but do notice them when it is done for you.Let us ask how but not why.
What is the use of holding a very big love inside you, when you can't able to see the small kisses planted on the way?
Think with a cup of coffee and take a sip of it.

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