The ways I took had taken its toll on my shoes. It had completely worn out. Now to buy one, I had to go all the way and I hated that. My brother is very choosy about footwear. Not me…
During my siesta that noon, I suddenly had a vision. I was in a footwear shop. I wanted to finish the ordeal as soon as possible and intended to buy the very first one I saw. I was waiting for some one to show show me a pair, when I bumped into umm…Mahatma. He was standing there, in front, with a smile on his face. He offered me his pair of sandals. I looked at them. "It may not have the modern looks, it may be completely battered", Mahatma remarked, with the usual smile on his face. He continued, "but it sure is sturdy. It has taken me all through my journey, helping me stand straight, never faltering. Each step I took had taken me closer to my goal. Here, take them."
I was shocked!! Here was Mahatma offering me his sandals. I reached out my hands and took the sandals. But I could barely hold them. It weighed like nothing before.
That’s when I had the daunting realization..
These were the sandals that bore the expectations of a million of people…
These were the sandals that shook the foundations of an empire…
These were the sandals that left its footprints in the pages of history…
I turned and looked back at my own footprints. Barely visible…
How could I step into Mahatma's shoes??
Our history boasts of great men. The footprints they have left us have to be carried forward. The torch should continue glowing ahead. For that, each one of us have to step into their shoes…
So, the next time you go to buy a pair of shoes, remember not to be too hasty, for someone tomorrow will be there to fill in your shoes, to follow your footprints.
Let it be the right one...
