Wilma always smiled, no matter what. As a child of about eleven years old, she was one happy soul. Not because she ever topped her class, not because she stood out in any of the extracurricular activities, not because she was that pampered at home, but happiness was probably her very persona. Her smile was her best attire and it as if radiated from her soul.
She once came running to her English teacher, Mr. Fernandes in the staff room.
“Sir, May I come in?”
“Yes Yes, please come. What happened Wilma? Is it regarding the Surprise Tests? Come Come.”
She came running with her million-dollar smile.
“No Sir, just wanted to show you this and wanted to get your feedback. She came running and showed her notebook where she had scribbled a little poem with her tiny hands.
The rock that lies on the shore, witnesses the moving waves, but does it ever get bore? The almond-colored door stands still, sees many journeys, but does it ever wander? The sky seems like an unmoving turquoise canopy, Seeing the fleeting clouds, does it's heart ever flutter? The trees glued to their space sway in the wind, notices the travelers crossing by, does it matter to it ever?
Mr. Fernandes read the lines in disbelief and looked at Wilma, who crossed her hands at her back and swayed innocently with her beaming smile. When all her classmates were busy arguing why they lost 0.5 marks in a certain answer even in a literature subject, there was Wilma busy writing poetry! As much as the teacher wanted to pat her back, but as a disciplinarian, Mr. Fernandes chose to be a little strict while praising the attempt made by Wilma.
“You have written some good lines on Nature and its beauty. It is good but you need to focus on your exams. See how others are toiling hard! Tell me what do you want to become when you grow up? A doctor or an Engineer?”
“Sir, I want to do something good!” Wilma had said.
“Just good? You need to have a focused goal in life. Now go and will you study harder from now on. Ok?”
” Yes, Sir, I will. Wilma replied with the same elegant smile.” Mr. Fernandes loved the radiance that she carried with her all the time. “What made this girl always remain in a state of happiness?”, He would often ask himself
As years passed by, Wilma grew up and so did her friends. Many had become eminent personalities, established themselves as experts in their own fields, and had grown in stature. Almost all had left the city and had either established themselves in metros or abroad. A lot had changed except for the fact that Wilma still flaunted the same elusive smile even though she had not made any major professional impact. She had chosen not to marry and had joined a small NGO located in the same city that paid her just enough to sustain herself. She with her small savings and a strong will power along with the help of local administration and other donations from few philanthropists had been able to open an old age home .
Mr. Fernandes had seen her grow from a small child to an elegant lady. When he would get phone calls from his ex-students announcing their winning moments, Wilma would sometimes drop in to ask about his wellness.
It was the year 2021 when the Pandemic had struck. People scared people the most. The air had poison in it. People were losing loved ones and the fire kept engulfing many lives. The phone calls of the students who were well established had by then stopped coming. But Mr. Fernandes always had Wilma checking on him and his wife for Wilma knew that Mr. Fernandes was childless! Mr. Fernandes and his wife eventually developed complications and were advised treatment. In these grim times, it was none but only Wilma who had been a constant support to the ageing couple. After getting discharged from the hospital, Mr. Fernandes would desperately wait to see the same smile that soothed him now and without it his day was incomplete. She made sure that the couple had their meals on time and took all the medications. She also simultaneously managed her old age home. Mr. Fernandes had as if by now seen a reflection of his own mother in Wilma! Her warmth and unconditional love kept overflowing like a never-ending fountain. The selflessness that she exhibited was unparalleled.
One fine day when Wilma, visited Mr. Fernandes with her luminous smile, Mr. Fernandes could not help but say the words that he kept in his heart for so long!
” Wilma, you know ,you are nothing but a blessed soul. I understand today that the poem that you had shown me that day in the staff room was not only about nature as it had many layers of depth in it. I was clueless then as to how a child could think of such emotions, but you had it in you from the beginning. And you fulfilled your dream of doing good in life! I may be your teacher, but you have taught me the biggest lesson in life. It is the will to preserve the warmth in our hearts and serve mankind that truly matters, nothing else, not marks, not ranks, not positions, not power, not money … nothing but the sheer will to do good and be good. I am forever indebted to you my child.”
Wilma, held his teacher’s hand and kept it on her head and sought blessing.
“Sir, please do not say all this. I do not wish for anything else. I just know that you are my teacher and I will forever be your student, eagerly waiting to learn, willing to mould myself as per your life lessons.”
Mr. Fernandes could not help but bless her, but not without getting emotional.
Is the will to preserve warmth in our hearts in this commercialized world not good enough?
I have decided to take up an emotional joy ride with this year’s A2Z challenge where my focus is to showcase different aspects of human behavior . I will be penning down pieces of fiction centered around emotions in alphabetical manner. I have a title for my theme and it is : A little bit of you; A little bit of me .
I’m participating in #BlogchatterA2Z -2021
You can click on the alphabets below to read the stories that have been published so far.