It is midnight now in my country and I am tucked in my bed but I couldn’t sleep. Not that I am having trouble with my life or job, not even near to a trouble. I could not sleep because there is some joy in my heart and soul.
Today, I receive numerous text on my smartphone telling me good news about them passing their very demanding Chartered Qualification. They were in cloud nine and the most joyous moment in the lives perhaps. They share with me their joy. They thank me and other colleagues for making their dreams come through. They openly cry their heart out with joy, pleasant and jubilation. I can see, I can sense and I can undertsand their joy!
Part of their joy is with me now. I have stolen some of the joy they have shared with me. I sensed some achievements in my part to! I am jubilated and I can’t sleep because, like them I want to cry out the joy! I want to tell people I have succeeded too. I feel happiness in me because I have part of their success! I am part of their success! I am so happy with their success that feel jubilated, liberated from my responsibilities of taking care of their success. An accomplishment.
What has started twenty two years ago in my career to share my knowledge has prompted some hard thought on me over the years. Have I crossed their path by accident? Annually, and over the years I have good memories of jubilation of these sort. It kept me going over and over again with more enthusiasm, eagerness and continued hunger to share. Their success have powered my inner believe of doing more for them. For whoever I come accross. Am I crossing their path because I choose to? Or because they choose? Is that by design? By whom?
Why have they choose to work with me for their success? Why have they trusted me and my colleagues? The degree of trust they have making them do as instructed, study as adviced and even think like I do! Have I been mean making them believe what I believe, just to attain some success? Have I altered their belief for their own good. I hope by doing so, I have made good some souls that much need help. I guess that is the reason our path crosses.
Yet I am amazed, why them and not many others? Has my life over the last two decades designed? Was it my choice, my belief and my instinct to assist, share and help that have made the difference? What would I have done differently without these instincts? Will my path be different, passing different experiences and stories?
I guess there will be no answer but I know, today’s good news from the graduates have definitely pushed me, encouraged me and spurred me to do more like a hungry leopard.
I have enjoyed every bit of the last two decades, thank you all whom have crossed my path. Thank you for sharing a bit of your success. I honored.
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