Monday, August 1, 2016

MAA #CherishedBlogfest 2016


Since the Cherished Blogfest 2016 started, my thoughts were meandering in highs n lows to decide what to write.My mind was blank. Gradually the thoughts began to settle and train of ideas cropped up alerting the antenna of mind.

The incident of MyMother who walked down from the death bed. This is the moment that I cherish the most and would love to share that at times there are miracles around us and there is some supreme power which enacts…how & why it happens is beyond explanation.

The incident is of July 1994, when I got the message that Maa is in coma…the blow was so hard that it halted my senses for some time. I am the eldest in five siblings and I was the only married one, others were in college and school stage and Maa was the pivot of the family.

My parents were in Bangalore and I was in Patna…anyhow I managed and reached there. Been the eldest, my presence was essential.

The gloom hovered over our family…everyone was puzzled and scared… and when we are encased in such adversity, negative thoughts knock making us restless.

Maa was senseless and was not responding to medicines. I won’t name the hospital but it discharged my mother consoling us that she was at stage of no return and we should pray to rest her in peace.

We all were hysterical and my father was the most hit with the ruthless thrashings of life.

We did not give up hope and drove her to another prestigious hospital of Bangalore to take a second chance. They were reluctant to admit but our repeated requests bore some positive results. It was a ray of hope in complete darkness.

For three consecutive nights, my father did not move from the chair outside ICU and we kids were in bad shape consoling and controlling emotions of each other.

After 72 hours, she responded and the doctors got a green signal that she will revive and they left no stone unturned. After a fortnight, she was discharged with hefty rules n regulations.

The doctors felt that there was some miracle which played behind to save her, there was no major role of medical fraternity in her saviour.

She had acute lung bronchitis wherein 80% of lung was damaged and there was no scope of revival of dead alveoli sacs. In her case, her strong will and determination and a miracle saved her.

At present, she is at the threshold of 74 years and she completed all her responsibilities of settling her children and recently she attended the marriage ceremony of her eldest grandson.

It is our most Cherished moment of life, recalling all the past tumultuous times gives us goose bumps.

A faith revived that all happenings are destined but we are unaware of it and that sways us in hardships.


                                                           Me N My Mom

She is an inspiration to us and her strong will & determination helped her to withstand the rough patches of life.




Their directive:“We invite you to talk to us about one of your cherished objects.Tell us what it is, post a picture of it if you like, and tell us why you cherish it.”
[in under 500 words]
This post is an entry in the 2016 Cherished Blogfest.
You can visit other participants in the Cherished Blogfest here.

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    1. Thanks, it's a true story of my Mom Rajeev. Thanks.

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  2. That must be a tough time for your family. I can't imagine what you all went through. Being the eldest is hard, you have to be strong in spite of the hurricane of emotions going inside you. Give a hug to your mom from my side. Thanks to the doctors. And, kind of hating the other hospital right now. And, your dad is such a supportive and caring husband. Hug for him, too. :)

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    1. Thanks Saru for your sweet comments. Will convey your wishes to them.:)

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