While growing up, I had always heard the word 'karma' and what it meant. It was so deeply ingrained in my heart that it helped to guide my path and my mind. That word "karma" cautioned lots of bad behaviour and acts among my peers while growing up, unlike now, when Gen Z cares less about what karma means. If a child tries to disobey his or her parents, then once the parents mention the word karma, such a child will quickly change his or her ways, and this helps build a society with fewer crimes and disarray.
People are always afraid to hurt or do evil to another person because they wouldn't want to experience such themselves. The lessons I learnt and my knowledge about what karma is have helped shape my life into becoming a better version of myself. Before I talk or act rudely to my fellow human, I always put myself in his or her shoes to see if I would be comfortable if such happened to me but believe me, I have never been comfortable with any act of rudeness. Although not many see it as a big deal, they care less about how their words or acts made others feel, and that is not supposed to be so. That doesn't portray a good picture of humanity.
I am not perfect and can't definitely be careful enough, I might have stepped on others' toes in one way or the other, and that's why I always want peace with everyone, because I wouldn't be at peace knowing that I'm at loggerheads with someone, which might in turn bring a bad consequence. Nobody has it all, and this is why we must be careful of how we act toward others as humans and also what we say to others in difficult phases of their lives, because the tables can turn at any time, and nobody knows what the future holds. I believe karma is real; it might be my point of view, but I believe it's real.
While I was in secondary school, SS2 first term, things were a bit not so good for my parents then. The struggles were real, and I can see how my parents fought their way out of it. I couldn't pay my first school fees, so we resumed for the second term. While still struggling to pay for the first term, the second term school fees were already knocking. I became dejected because such had never happened to me. To eat three square meals then was war, trying to adapt to this new life was a nightmare for me, but I fought through. There was a girl in my class then whose parents were stable financially and were flaunting the little they had. The naive little me went to her for help, to lend me money to pay for my first term school fees as I would repay her when my parents are back on their feet.
I was looked down upon, treated as if it were a sin to be broke at some point in one's life. She frustrated me with words and mocked me with her friends anytime I was sent out of the class. This got one of my male classmates angry and worried. Fortunately, this boy paid for my first and second term school fees. Also, buy me food every break time and pay for my transport from Monday to Friday. Though things were cheap back then, only a few could render such help to a classmate. To date, after secondary school, I have not set my eyes on Gideon. I asked around for his contacts but no one knew where he was until two years ago when I got his contact. I spoke with him on the phone for a while before he went off the radar again. Till now, I still wish to see him someday because I owe him.
The girl in question felt she had it all then, but life happens, and there came a twist of fate. She lost her father at the 100 level in the university, and things became tough. Tougher than she ever can imagine. To further her education became a thug of war. She was then facing the side of life I had faced when she was making fun of me. I never mocked her for it, I guess karma found its way and changed everything. Life is unpredictable, it's advised to treat people nicely because no one knows what the future holds for anyone and everyone.
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