“Once you begin to acknowledge random acts of kindness – both the ones you have received and the ones you have given – you can no longer believe that what you do does not matter.”
– Dawna Markova
I was in a taxi yesterday, enjoying the music the driver Gurnik put on. When he told me his name, I told him mine (Gurdeep). We laughed that we shared the Grrs. After that we didn’t talk much. I was tired. I didn’t tell him about GMOs, pesticides, or Indian farmer-suicides. I didn’t tell him that I am a singer or that I write a blog. I just zoned out in the clean and fresh-scented comfortable car.
Quietly listening to the music, I absorbed the voice of soulful singer Kanwar Garewal. It vibrated into my jet-lagged being. I didn’t understand the words which were in Punjabi – a language I do not master. My mother is Punjabi but growing up in Canada we spoke English. I went on to learn several European languages but never have learned Punjabi. Regardless, the language of music is universal. Gurnik explained briefly that we were listening to Sufi-like music, which is spiritual and esoteric. The powerful beautiful cry of the soul uplifts and soothes.
After we arrived at my destination, and after paying, Gurnik took the Kanwar Garewal CD out of his CD player and handed it to me. Wow.
In case you’re wondering this has never happened to me before.
Even if it had, I reasoned, I would be moved but maybe less surprised. Maybe? Overcome with gratitude, I needed to share this, immortalize this moment of generosity and kindness. Gurnik allowed me to take his photo above.
Hours before, on the plane ride home, I saw Peter Jackson’s The Hobbit. The following quote from Gandalf about kindness resonated, “Saruman believes it is only great power that can hold evil in check, but that is not what I have found. I found it is the small everyday deeds of ordinary folk that keep the darkness at bay… small acts of kindness and love.”