All I Can See Is Richness Of My Heart
“For me, every hour is grace. And I feel gratitude in my heart each time I can meet someone and look at his or her smile.” — Elie Wiesel

“Before I get out of bed, I am saying thank you. I know how important it is to be thankful.” — Al Jarreau
This week I got my savings bank account closed in a private bank and got it opened in the government bank. There were two reasons that I did this activity.
First, I am not full-time employed, and the amount they wanted me to keep in the bank as a minimum balance, I couldn’t maintain it ahead as I am not getting more freelancing projects at the moment.
Second, I am getting the same savings bank account facilities at a nominal price in the government bank. So, I thought why shouldn’t I make use of it.
After knowing about this, my father tried to win me over with his cheque. He told me once you get your new account number I will give you money. I didn’t ask for the money from him at all.
I don’t like his fake mercy on me.
Today, in the morning, after fighting with my mother and maid, he tore the cheque in front of me by saying that I am of no use in the house. But, to tell you the truth, his words couldn’t touch the chords of my heart.
I was already prepared for it, and I knew he wouldn’t be that helpful to me. What truly changed me is my journal writing where I am writing letters to God and telling him about how fake I find this attachment of people with money in life. Be it, my own family.
Money wasn’t invented to lure or misuse others. It was there to feed your basic needs. That’s it. But with time people started showing off, and instead of investing in good deeds, they started gambling, indulging in alcoholic hobbies, and whatnot.
I am peaceful because I don’t have enough money. The only thing that makes me think about it at times is when I realize I am unable to pay for my bills. But I ain’t giving up yet.
With hard work, patience, and perseverance, my fate could be changed.
Whenever I will get to earn enough I won’t be misusing it rather than I would be using it for the education of underprivileged children.
Such bad experiences are truly important to lay the foundation of a good and successful life. I hope someday my father grows up and learns the importance of life than killing himself with negative thoughts. I hope he gets to live truly before he dies.
Thank you for reading my story, and I hope you all have a great Thanksgiving today :)
“I have a lot to be thankful for. I am healthy, happy and I am loved.” — Reba McEntire
Gurpreet Dhariwal is the author of Two Poetry Books. Her books are available on Amazon, Flipkart, and BlueRose. Connect with Gurpreet at www.gurpreetdhariwal.com






