Respect

Few days back while talking to my friend about my blog and articles, she suggested that apart from what I see and read around me, I should also write about some good actions done by me in my life. I kept thinking whether it is a good idea as it might come across to some people as if I am praising myself. But then I thought…. every good act done by me or by anybody else deserves a praise as it is an encouragement to do more good. So I will mention a small incident which happened two-three days back.

My husband booked for me a spa treatment. Initially I wasn’t very happy about it and kept telling him that I didn’t want to go and that he shouldn’t be spending so much money. He got a bit upset and kept telling me that I should give it a try and that I would feel very good. So then I thought maybe I should actually try it and enjoy the pampering. I went for my appointment and not for once I regretted going there. Every moment in my mind I kept thanking my husband for the pampering I got there. That was such a wonderful act of goodness done by my husband. Wives love the pampering, love and care their husbands give them because it makes them feel wanted. It needn’t be spa but even if its something small, it means a lot for the woman in the relationship. But understanding this and doing things to make one’s wife feel loved is an act of goodness that I think every husband should try to do. And believe me the smile on your wife’s face will be worth the act done by you.

Once the treatment got over, the girl, doing the treatment, told me that I will make you wear your shoes or else your fingers will become dirty. I immediately refused and told her that I will put my shoes myself. She just smiled at me and left the place. Making me wear the shoes wasn’t her part of job but she still offered to do which shows her act of goodness. She didn’t mind making me wear my shoes and took it as a part of her job which not many people will be willing to do. But I couldn’t let her do it because I have a respect for her as a person which wouldn’t allow me to make her do it. If I couldn’t wear my shoes on my own because of some problem, then that would be a different story. But just so that my fingers don’t get dirty, I ask her to do it is something I would never do.

While I was wearing my shoes, I had a good feeling for treating somebody with respect. It made me feel happy. I certainly feel it is an act of goodness which we get to do so many times a day. In a day we come across so many people and so many times, either knowingly or unknowingly, we tend to forget to respect someone or the other. But if we are alert to such small things, then we certainly would have made atleast some people happy. You may think it is silly to think in this way but believe me such small acts give us immense pleasure. We feel as if we have achieved something in our life with just one small act. That smile the girl gave me made my day!!!

Advertisements

One thought on “Respect

  1. gargi akolkar says:

    Reblogged this on Live Your Dreams and commented:
    Every single act, may it be a simple gesture or a big favour has a value and the value which we give people is much more satisfying to our heart than any other thing in life. If we really want to live in abundance, we should give more in value compared to what we receive. Sharing experience about our acts of goodness or others hardly makes a difference because what you are giving through this blog is the essence of what good you learned from others and how your life is improving everyday noticing those acts of goodness that’s reflecting through good acts done by you. Thanks Rashmi for sharing those good experiences. I am sure people will be inspired more and more to do good deeds.

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out / Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out / Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out / Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out / Change )

Connecting to %s