Best or Worst?

2014 World Cup is almost coming to an end. Brazil suffered the worst defeat in the World Cup football history. It is a huge sadness to many of our fans. But, a thought intently came to my mind, ‘why only the best?’ I feel the best is selected because the worst is there. Life has two sides, and the credit goes to both. Because of the sufferings and worries, we know what calm, peace, and the god are.

Not only tops should be inscribed, shown and broadcast. We should also pen down the worst, they should be appreciated and announced. I am writing here because of bad, good things are here, and vice versa. Everyone must be appreciated or respected.

How does the world appears on to them; the worst things, or the ugliest?  This earth consists of pick and decline, fine and weak. You encounter people, animals, countries, trees, air, water, etc. They are always kind of departmentalized into opulent and hard-up or surpass and un-surpass. Suppose, there are many worst and deadly people around the world; besides our filmy villains, there are some who do scruffy and scrappy people in our own places. And the animals; which are the ugliest animals ever seen?  I vote it for Mr. Snail.  It is said that the beauty is in the eye of the beholder, to be sure, but this animal wouldn’t win a beauty contest if it were the only one entered. They’ve got faces only a mother – Mother Nature – can love, and in the contest of life that’s really the only thing that matters. And I would vote Brazil for their worst game ever played, but I do appreciate their active participation.

In schools, students are only loved, if only they excelled in studies. There are teachers in my school who only talk about good students, and who try to put more afford into them. They forget weak, or nothing to do with students. They would call them flunkers and they hardly check their notes and books. How could they improve if they are left on their own?

The globe seems subtle if all the people learn each other. If they recognize what is optimum and wrong; to improve wrong and shape fairly with tops. In the seeming world, only the best are loved; our worst kind of anything like the best. One person has changed this rule. An ideal Lord Buddha left all the best things on this earth. He was a prince of a kingdom. He had an esteemed life. He didn’t want best but worst; when he renounced all worldly pleasures and wealth of life. Who would have ever guessed that he would become enlightened?

The case of mine will facilitate and light on the road towards what is the best and the worst. I was invariably brought up with an utmost- utmost love by my beloved parents. Worn the best-ragged clothes and I was treated well. I wanted the best and I got it the best. I was so fortunate to have a somewhat plentitude family; I say only in-store. What I needed was what I got. Required the best and expected the best. I lavished a lot of bread; wearing the best clothes, the best shoes, the best oils, etc on school days.

I was really up to my mind that I would always make it the best. But what I am experiencing now is purely contradictory. All this life… who will upkeep my best, like the unripe fruit must mellow and drop, trifle will go on my best. All the worst now; using less for worst clothes, shoes, etc. I have been well informed now that I am succumbing, elapsing, and relapsing to the worst with my meager monthly salary. If I do not give rise to the way.

I learned, thus, that one should know both sides of a coin. Accept defeats to know what is winning. Accept demeaning remarks to know praises. Accept hopelessness to know that there is still hope.