Monday, December 25, 2017

The Secret Santa in our lives


 Festive season is on. We see Christmas decorations everywhere. Malls, stores seem to have a santa who gives away chocolates, small gifts to kids. We had celebrations in office too. "Secret Santa" celebrations took place. Secret Santa is basically like a gift exchange game. In Secret Santa, there is a parent (santa) and the child. The parent and the child pair are decided through random chit-picking. The rule is that Santa should gift the child. The game is so planned that each one of the participant gets a gift from his santa.

We had a pretty large group in office, so every Santa participant might not have personally known his child beforehand. When the gifts were exchanged we realised that, not everyone had got the gift that he wanted. Sometimes the santa had made great effort in finding out who the child was and gifting him what might fit his taste. In some cases, the Santa just gave what came in his mind without giving much thought to what his child liked. Yet at the end of the game, I could sense everyone was happy playing the game and getting their gifts, which may or may not match their choice.

Why not apply this approach to daily life - let's assume a secret Santa is out to give us gifts. All the situations that we face are some sort of a gift. We can't control the gifts we get but we can control what we do with those gifts. Do we feel unhappy that we didn't get what we wanted or think what best use we can make of the gift? Or do we feel too happy about the gift itself and don't put it to optimal use? (due to complacency of getting what we wanted )

In my opinion, there are situations and there are people who make the best of the situations. If we think a secret santa is out there to give us a gift , and we accept that gift and make the most of it, life would be much more happier.

I take this learning from Christmas and end my note by wishing everyone a merry xmas and a happy holiday season!

-Dhanashree

No comments:

Post a Comment

Varan bhat

  In the first month of our marriage, my husband visited my mom's for dinner. I wasn't joining, so my mom asked what to make. I come...