The mysterious equations

I am sitting casually in the auditorium of my college, scanning through my cellphone. My mind is roaming around and it is filled with some thoughts which are irrelevant at this moment. From the back door, appeared a personality with a aura which I have never seen. I have never seen Mahatma Gandhi, Martti Ahtisari or Al Gore in person and thus I have no idea regarding their presence in a social gathering. As soon as this six feet gentleman is walking across me, my heart gets pumped-up for no visible reason. It is telling me that this moment is going to ignite something within me and it will prove to be a great learning curve. The simplicity of Mr Kailash Satyarthi seems magical to my eyes; his white traditional outfit and that shawl on his shoulders signifies his down-to-earth personality. Life is simple and it can bring about a change in a matter of microseconds. All those irrelevant thoughts of my mind begin to make sense now. He waves his hands and this leads to a chain of claps all around the hall. As he proceeds towards the stage and as he makes himself comfortable, I am still lost in the magic. He begins with his marriage and how he met his wife. This moment reminded me of the closing scene of ‘A beautiful Mind’.

This is one of those movie-scenes which has succeeded in moving even a stone-heart like me. “It’s only in the mysterious equation of love that any logic or reasons can be found. I’m only here tonight because of you. You are the only reason I am… you are all my reasons. ” I am sure that these lines will echo in your ears for some time.

The world is looking at Mr Kailash Satyarthi as a Nobel Laureate, but my mind is stuck on a personality which has often been on the sidelines. Mrs. Satyarthi is a lady of great character and she often gets addressed because the world sees a Nobel Laureate. My mind tries to slot every lady I have known in the shoes of Mrs Satyarthi, and I failed to find someone with the same potential. When you do not have money to look after your one year old kid and your husband is going to places to support his campaign of eliminating child labor from this world, how many ladies can stay during such a period? Mind will frequently suggest you that this is not working out but your heart denies, and this battle between your heart and mind kills you from inside. her husband was getting life threats in those times when mobile phones were a distant dreams. There was no way she could have communicated with his husband. In such a situation, a lady cannot even express her fears because she has to look after the kid as well. A lot of my good female-friends may say that they could have gone through such a phase successfully, but they know that it’s easier said than done. This unwavering commitment is not seen often and that makes her equal to any Nobel laureate of this world.

When I leave this hall, I am going out with a lot of learning about life. She has taught me what supports mean, he has taught me how to live for others. On a lighter note, this has also taught me that one has to be very careful while choosing a life partner. Now I know that marital ties go beyond honeymoons and marriage anniversaries. That scene from ‘A Beautiful Mind’ has never looked more meaningful to me. If Mr Satyarthi is the vehicle of change, then his wife is the fuel.

This moment has enhanced my respect for every woman of this world. She is the one who stays at home when his husband is posted on the tense borders, she is the one who devotes her desires to nurture someone else’s future. You are the one who makes Nobel laureates and never take credit for it. I salute Mr Satyarthi for his work and I touch the feet of Mrs Satyarthi for her devotion to life.

P.S.: Dear Women! We men, can never match your achievements.

@4yearoldadult

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