Monkey Mind 2.

As I neared the auto-rickshaw stand near my residence earlier this afternoon at about 3.30 pm, I saw that one rickshaw was stationary with a lady standing near it and chatting with the driver. The driver signalled that he wasn’t available to ferry me. I started to walk to another stand about 100 mts away, when another empty rickshaw came along and offered to take me wherever I wanted to go.

As I entered the rickshaw, the driver, very visibly a Muslim, said “Asssalamalaikum” and I automatically responded with “Walaikumassalaam’. He must have decided that I too was a Muslim seeing my beard and the native dress that I wear usually.

During the short journey to the mall which was my destination, the driver asked my permission to ask for a favour and on being given permission narrated a story. His four year old daughter was in hospital undergoing surgery and treatment for injuries suffered from an accident and he was desperately working long hours to raise enough money and sought financial help from me. He kept insisting that Allah will bless me and that the driver would return the money in a few week’s time if I gave him my address. By the time we reached the mall I had decided to help him and instead of the normal fare of about Rs.35.00 I gave him Rs.500.00 and told him that instead of returning the money to me he should help someone else in need at some future point of time. He was all gratitude and touched my feet and hugged me with tears in his eyes and I turned away to enter the mall.

As I entered the mall, my monkey mind took over. Did I do the right thing or had I just been conned by a con artist? I said to myself that the man did not look like a conman and looked genuinely to be distressed. My monkey mind suggested that good conmen are successful because they do not look like conmen. I tried to put my mind at rest by suggesting that I had done something good and if I had been suckered, so be it. I had earned positive karmic points anyway!

As I write this it is 9.15 pm and this internal dialogue is still going on.

How our mind works!

24 thoughts on “Monkey Mind 2.”

  1. I think at this point, as Jean suggests, you could just be comfortable with having done a good deed and leave it at that. After all, it did seem right at the time, and that was your intuition speaking.

  2. the marine and i picked up a girl about 20 sitting on the side of a busy highway once.
    her clothes were beside her in a trash bag. she was crying. it was terribly hot and dry.
    her story was that she had left her abusive husband and was “walking” to dallas. the trash bag had a tear in it and that had apparently been the last straw. she had difficulty carrying it.
    i remember how extremely hot it was that day. and she sat there in full sun on a busy highway.
    the marine drove us all to an expensive outdoor~gear store here called ‘Bass Pro’ and bought her a back pack and a new set of clothes. then we fed her in a restaurant…
    then we took her to the bus station… bought her a ticket to dallas and we both gave her cash. the marine carries more than i do… but together she was well supplied.
    i have sometimes wondered about her. and sometimes my own monkey mind takes over like yours. i wondered if any of it were true and if the money would just be spent on drugs.
    but in the long run… i would do it again. and I KNOW the marine would. that’s just the way he is. we pay it forward. and it’s always worth it i think. for our own souls if for nothing else.
    i have a feeling that the man’s tears that you helped were real rummy. xo
    tammy j recently posted..moving on old bean

  3. yes you are right to wonder but now it is done, and you can’t take it back…a bit like tammy & the marine and girl with a torn trash sack. I think what occurs at the moment is that “tug of our heart strings” – what if was a family member, a close friend…or if it ever happened to me & some kind stranger helped me…

  4. I think you did the right thing. If you get to the point where you are giving enough to hurt yourself or family I would stop to consider this. We have a number of these events in the US – it is becoming a real problem. What you did seems like a genuine act of needed kindness. Sometimes the act of giving is more important to the giver – I would not negate that.

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