Verity 19 - Respect your Life and respect those who have Life!

It's mother's day! A lot of wishes, snaps, selfies floating around; also critics saying every day is a mother's day! I have seen lots​ of people who are worshipping their parents and lots of people who are disrespectful to their parents and vice versa. Of course, you can not expect everyone to be good in this world. There could be many reasons for that. You can't​ judge who is good or who is bad. Circumstances might have brought them to such a situation. I believe it's a part and parcel of life to respect and disrespect others. But, being human, one should avoid that circumstances or the situations that might arise to disregard their own parents/children. A simple misinterpretation or misunderstanding might lead to a broken relations for a lifetime. Avoid or forgive if such situations (for God forbid) occurs in your life. It's not the question of who is right or who is wrong. Even at the cost of losing an argument or losing your ego or self respect, you will win other's heart and save the relationship, which also will strengthen you from within. I know, it is very easy to preach and very difficult to achieve. It's not a one day task, one should grow the tree of happiness and respectfulness from within. 

Ok. Since it is celebrated as mother's day I would like to cherish an incident which happened several years ago. Probably during the summer of 2000 or 2001.

I used to read lots of story books as a kid and most of them were moral stories. Thanks to my uncle and my parents for providing me an opportunity like that. It was a wonderful childhood to cherish. Anyways, time waits for none. I was enjoying a summer vacation during my college days at home.

Being a house wife, my mother was cleaning the kitchen floor herself. She had put a little phenyl in a cup earlier to use it while cleaning, which she forgot. That was not a mistake, but it lead to one mistake, which she thought that phenyl as her regular medicine (another syrup which doctor had suggested her to take since few days).

I was sitting outside and my mother approached me with a great fear and anxiety and said that she had consumed phenyl by mistake. I knew, ours being a remote village, we were at least 8 km away from a doctor. Father not seen around, I had to take immediate action.

With a great maturity (I would thank God for keeping me with such a genuine calmness during that kind of situation) I told my mother to mix salt, ghee with water and to drink as much as possible. That was my immediate response to my mother which she followed word by word. And then I asked her to try vomiting and repeat that till I bring back my father from the near by village (1 km away). 

I ran till I saw my father and since there were other people with him, I told him without any panic, in his ear that some police officer looking for him and asked him to go immediately. Then I went to my grandmother's home near by and only returned after 3,4 hours to see my mother returning safely from the hospital. 

The doctor had told my mother that since she had already vomited most of the poison nothing to worry. She asked me - how did I know that a mixture of ghee, salt and water can make someone vomit? I told her the story of Birbal who asked one of the worker to drink a cup of ghee before being punished by Akbar.

With that incident I realised that the stories I read came to my rescue. I would always ask kids to read more and more stories, especially Indian moral stories like Panchatantra, Mahabharata, Chandamama etc. 

There were many situations, elders mocking me for reading Chandamama, Balamitra during my college days. It never bothered me because I knew  that those people do not know that how thankful I'm for those kind of books! 

Happy mother's day!