~ Lucky You...~

Just the other day whilst speaking to a gentleman I came across made my belief stamp on what our ancestors and parents have always said. After exchanging morning greetings, during a general chit-chat about our families, kids a point was made about by my morning friend – He has two sons but unfortunately the elder one is paraplegic and is just a kid from his mind, though he is well passed his adolescence, this happened, as he tells me, due to a bout of meningitis fever that stuck the little soul when he was just three years old. The ordeal started for the parents and it is still going, now that after extensive and costly treatment, things have been stabilized if not improved.

Suddenly a thought comes to your mind – you could also be given a similar situation in life whereby you are juggling with a paraplegic son  or a daughter with muscular dystrophy – a medical condition for which there is no prescribed or known treatment and more dangerously it is progressive in nature.

All through your life always was and is in thick and thin of unexpected happenings, the turbulence can happen anytime – just consider to be lucky to have bypassed this – may be as you believe somewhat in any ancient wisdom – here I am not going to a particular religion – your current life is loosely based on acts of benevolence or aggression you have done in your previous Avtaars.

Manish, as my friends name is , calls is providence as he terms this as a one off incidence which had to happen and thus happened, though he has little qualms as why this happened , he takes it as God’s command to service this soul given to him with set of abnormalities. He caress him to be a God’s child and a responsibility – his emotional comments took me by stride and I went into severe though provoking stance – this could happen to anyone – just anyone as I thought – Manish was rather unlucky – and at the same time lucky that the has been given such a humungous responsibility to obey nature’s command.

I get reminded of book I read by one of prolific Indian administrator who had a similar happening in his family – his son was born paraplegic and whilst the agony of ‘Why Me God?” was ingrained in his thoughts, time was a godly healer and he accepted what was given to him – now that his son was more than 42 years of age, he had his own fears of what would happen to him when he and his wife is long gone – quite unlike Manish, who has a younger son who is quite responsible and takes care of his elder brother and rightly understands family’s predicament of dealing with such a situation.

Lucky you – for all of whom are sailing though – just closing your eyes and thinking about this aspect of life gives us a different dimension of thought – still, it is such a matter of great thinking – just like Russian roulette, we missed the bullet this time but who knows what happens on the next trigger… till then… be thankful for what you have and also what didn’t happen to you…whilst for other it did….