Rabindranath Tagore has in a very subtle way pointed out the things we do unnecessarily.
Standing inside the grassy forest on an empty bank of the river, I called and asked her,
Who are you walking on this deserted street covering a lamp with the corner of your sari?
The light in my house is not lit,
leave your lamp here Bala.
In the almost dark evening, she looked up at me with her two dark eyes for a moment
she said, ‘I will immerse the lamp in the river
this is why I am here at the end of the day.’
While standing in the grassy forest,
I watched the lamp floating away without any justification.
Well into the evening when it started getting dark I called and asked her,
‘you lit all the lamps in your house who is the recipient of this lamp?
The lamp is not lit in my house,
leave your lamp here Bala!’
She looked at me for a moment as if by mistake;
she said,’ this lamp of mine
I will lift it towards heaven.’
I looked up and saw in the corner of the heavens
the lamp was burning for nothing.
On the last day of the dark fortnight I went to her and asked,
‘oh my dear where are you going with the lamp close to your chest?
the lamp is not lit in my house,
leave your lamp here Bala.’
In the dark she looked at me momentarily with her curious eyes then;
she said,’I brought this light
I have to decorate it with the other lamps.’
I looked and saw, among thousands of lamps
her lamp was burning unnecessarily.