My Conversations with a Door Mat

Reached home now. Opened the door with whom I had a conversation last night. (refer my earlier post). Saw the door mat and immediately cleaned 🧹 the dirt of my footwear on it. Looked back to see the door mat. Seldom we look back to be grateful to those who have helped us in life. The Door Mat came to life and told me “Well I am lying here on the floor calmly contemplating on my life . People do not even hesitate to step over me brutally. They do this act with scant respect for what I am and what I do?
At times they also rub their feet vigorously and all their dirt is absorbed by me . Do I mind it ? No. That’s my purpose. People have to clean themselves and use me to purge their dirt. I do not feel dirty within me at any time in the dimensions of Time. I do require a wash externally often but my soul is always clean. However fancy I look and whatever design I may sport outside I exist and live for a purpose. I will never forget my purpose and that purpose is to help clean humanity.You have done lot of good to people in your life. Whenever they are ungrateful to you react by saying that you are being treated like a door mat . I never and will ever react or think like you. I have been created with a purpose and I will continue to do my Karma till the moment I will be discarded unceremoniously into the dust bin.”I hung my head in shame and prostrated in reverence before it . My Ego got deflated and Humility entered my blood stream. 🙏🙏🙏