Good Karma Music Stories

It was more than twenty years ago, I just moved from Los Angeles to San Jose. I didn’t have a car back then, so I took buses to work and school. I always smiled and said “Good Morning!” to everyone I met at bus stops, to bus drivers and the passengers on the buses as well. Nearly everyone of them would either smiled back to me or said “Good Morning!” EXCEPT one bus driver. He never smiled and never spoke a word to anyone(not only me). Each time when I smiled at him and said “Good Morning!”, his stern face didn’t show any emotion and never responded. Most of time, he just sat straight like a robot and his eyes would look ahead and didn’t even bother to look anyone. But sometimes when he did look at you…I mean when he stared at you, it seemed like you had owed him millon dollars. Since I always took same buses at the same time on weekdays, I greeted him with smiles every morning regardless his cold shoulder. At that time, San Jose’s public transportion was not as convenient as LA, and I had to change three different buses every morning and evening as well. Finally, I decided to buy a car after four months or so. On the LAST day I took the buses, MIRACLE happened!!! When I got on the bus and did the samething–smiled and said “Good Morning!” to the bus driver. This time, HE turned and looked at me and said “Good Morning!” with his low voice and taut smile. Before I could react, he had quickly moved his eyes to the front as he always did. Oh! my God! This was totally unexpected. I really don’t remember how I seated and how I got off the bus. All I remembered was that I was so happy and full of joy. I don’t even remember if I have ever said Good-bye to him when I got off the bus. I didn’t go back to take buses anymore, and I never had a chance to tell him it was my last day to take buses. And, I never told him that his smile had made my day. But, it was a perfect ending to me. Even after more than twenty years now, I still remember that priceless smiling (though it is a little bit rigid) and “Good Morning!”. From this experience, I know even an iceburg can be melted as long as it’s warm enough. (P.S. I am not talking about the global warming.) :)To the bus driver: My brother, I didn’t know what had happened in your life, so you become an unhappy man. But, your smile did made my day and I’ve never forgot since then until now. But, I trully hope that you started smile everyday since then. I used to smile all the time. Twenty years later, without I noticed, life experiences have made me smile less and less. When I in the low, I will fell better or happier when someone smile at me. So, please SMILE while you can. Although it costs you nothing, it might mean a lot to others.

When I was five years old, my father wasn’t a vegetarian and I tried to convince him to bea vegetarian. He would never believe me so I hadto do something that was an act of kindness. I went to the store with my father and saw manybutchers that were starting to kill the pigs and I told my father how the pigs like being alive not being eaten. When both of us heard the pig cry my dad decided to not eat meat and was a vegetarian. I finally was HAPPY !!!!!

My on call residents at the university hospital were on call overnight on Christams day. They couldn’t spend the day with their family but were spending the day taking care of sick patients, serving in the path they have chosen. But still, I think staying in the hospital on a holiday overnight can be a little challenging. I was supervising them but am able to go home and have a Christmas dinner. My girlfriend and I bought them each a gift- a scarf and a book, to keep them warm and open their mind. We went to an office that is open, gifts wrapped and labeled for each of them. We told the clerk not to say that we dropped it off so it would be anonymous. Then I texted them on their pager with no name.The next day they were so excited. They were shocked about how kind an act they were recepients of. I think medicine can forget the root of compassion at its core since among residents they often feel brutalized.They were curious as to who did it for them. They still don’t know.

In Islam,it is said that smiling in the face of your brother is charity. I smile to as many people as I can everyday. Please do the same..it can make other people’s days 🙂

i invited a few student friends away on a trip to noosa (a beautiful part of australia) and we shared some personal stories together. Maybe that weekend bonded us all for life. One of my new friends told us of a personal story of how he had helped a prosititute get out of her lifestyle of entrapment, to become something. I shared that I wanted to find a good husband and have a child. He said he would pray for me. 2 weeks later, he texted me and said “there is a guy I want you to meet. He has just moved into my apartment. He has a good soul, and would be good for you”. He arranged the meeting, and we fell instantly in love. I thank my friend for his act of kindness towards me.

Everyone in my college residential house celebrated the day that Obama won the elections. There was so much happiness and excitement, yet there was also one female in our house (I didn’t know her that well) who was Republican and she was harassed by some other students. She was hiding in her room and when I found her she was crying for not only her lost candidate, but because of the insensitivity of the other students. I couldn’t think of anything to say and so I gave her a hug. I hope she remembers that there are people out there who cherish all beings regardless of political affiliation.(I posted before, but I think I answered the math problem incorrectly so everything was deleted.)2+2/4 = 2.5(2+2)/4 = 1

As where i feel farther from awakening and liberating the self…i enjoy the act of liberation in the means of several different types…we here in town have a very loving, non judging, community based collective, that has inspired me greatly, there is a free lending library, they hold free music performances, etc…well i come from a place where i had chosen to live a life of humility…i was digging through dumpsters for wasted food, that was still good mind you, being freshly thrown away in knowing that spending money for more food while so much is being wasted was ignorance…well one time i found an entire bag of fresh bread…so i took it to the collective for them to give to people who stopped by who might be hungry…i love buying books that are vital, in my opinion, to raising awareness, and giving them away…knowledge liberation from the clutches of capital…and sometimes a simple smile to a stranger can do more than any amount of materials ever could…i would like to become involved with a Johnny Apple seed Mind frame, growing food everywhere, for the earth is the great garden itself, as well as, The Really Really Free Market….where we give stuff away all the time, no trade, no money just sharing…www.reallyreallyfree.org/