Granma was watching me .She walked slowly to me and asked “Isn’t it amazing how it changes its color?” I looked at her and said” But, it’s ugly. It is a chameleon Granma.”Granma smiled.
Few days later we walked to the market and Granma hit into a lorry accidently. Lorry bashed into a scooter that was driven by a young guy. He fell over a bucket of tomatoes. A bunch of young boys cracked up. Looking around he yelled “You ugly old women, look what you have done?”
Those words pinched my heart. Later that night I asked mom “Ma is grandma ugly?”
“Who told you that?” Ma asked
“The guy at the market said she was old and ugly.”
“But, she is the most beautiful women I have ever met. That means you have not noticed her properly?”Ma replied
I went to the Granma’s room. She was sleeping. I looked at her face. That was the most beautiful face I had ever seen: a face filled with compassion, love and grace.
It was beautiful because I was ready to see it. I could feel it because I wanted to feel her. Since then I have never seen an ugly thing and. even today I can tell you that old is beautiful and chameleons are fascinating.
See without judgment, hear without prejudice and feel without inhibitions: heaven is here, here is heaven. All is beautiful.
