Life is very unpredictable. I always believed life is beautiful. It is but some times we have to face situations which we have never thought about.
I don't know if the hell exists in real or not but for sure my current situation is not less than hell. Few days ago I met with an accident. A small accident, which led me to a hell of physical and mental pain. I never imagined myself in such a painful situation.
I was at my home town for Ganpati vacation with a long to-do list. On 26th August, in the morning I was driving a two wheeler with my younger brother on back side. We were going to a place nearby my town. There was a big turn with some crowd of people going to their farm. Suddenly a truck came from front side in speed, which was very unexpected to me. The road was small and there were few people at some distance and that truck on the other side. I pressed both breaks in fear and the vehicle slipped. I don't remember what happened next. There was all darkness in front of my eyes. When I opened my eyes I was lying on a side of road. My right leg was twisted under the vehicle. I cried aloud in pain. All I can see was blood on the road, blood coming from my leg....My blood...my sight was getting blurred. I was only able to heard my brother calling my name in tense, some more noise. I could feel crowd around me. Within few seconds I felt my whole body became unconscious, all senses were gone.
In that accident my right leg is fractured and few painful wounds on right leg & hand. The wounds will heal in few days, but due to the fracture at ankle, doctor has advised 5 weeks bed rest. Which means I am unable to walk, to do any work, to go to the office and the worst one is I always need someone to help me for my own work. It sucks to sit at one place, look at others busy in their work, to have sympathy.
I came back to Pune with my in-laws and 2 years old daughter. Everyone at my town was advising to stay with mother, it would be good for you. I know it would have been good to stay with my mother and sister, but my main reason of coming here will make you laugh. I came here for commode. Its not funny. After being disable with one leg I faced many difficulties. And the worst one was to go to an Indian style toilet which was little far from my home at town. And the way was full of clay due to rain. I was helpless even with the walker. More to this was those long steps, I started hating typical construction style of toilets at village. It was better to stay hungry, to say no to the delicious food made by mother, Puran-poli, Thalipith, kheer-modak. I know it was very disappointing to her but she understands me.
Before I never had idea that a healthy body is such a great pleasure. I never realised before that I am so blessed that I can walk, I can see, I can speak, I can listen without any difficulty and many more simple things to be grateful for. We don't value things until we loose them. Like every other human being I had my own list of things I wanted. But now I realised this list will never end and in the rush of getting them I ignored to appreciate the precious things I already have. Now I know I have to recover soon. I want to walk like before, to dance with my daughter, to be independent, nothing is valuable than this. I can see myself standing on my feet, living a normal life as before. For the current pain I have only hope, that this too will pass soon. Just need some patience. But what about those who don't have this hope? Those who are surviving with permanent damages. How does they keep surviving, with which hope?
I don't know if the hell exists in real or not but for sure my current situation is not less than hell. Few days ago I met with an accident. A small accident, which led me to a hell of physical and mental pain. I never imagined myself in such a painful situation.
I was at my home town for Ganpati vacation with a long to-do list. On 26th August, in the morning I was driving a two wheeler with my younger brother on back side. We were going to a place nearby my town. There was a big turn with some crowd of people going to their farm. Suddenly a truck came from front side in speed, which was very unexpected to me. The road was small and there were few people at some distance and that truck on the other side. I pressed both breaks in fear and the vehicle slipped. I don't remember what happened next. There was all darkness in front of my eyes. When I opened my eyes I was lying on a side of road. My right leg was twisted under the vehicle. I cried aloud in pain. All I can see was blood on the road, blood coming from my leg....My blood...my sight was getting blurred. I was only able to heard my brother calling my name in tense, some more noise. I could feel crowd around me. Within few seconds I felt my whole body became unconscious, all senses were gone.
In that accident my right leg is fractured and few painful wounds on right leg & hand. The wounds will heal in few days, but due to the fracture at ankle, doctor has advised 5 weeks bed rest. Which means I am unable to walk, to do any work, to go to the office and the worst one is I always need someone to help me for my own work. It sucks to sit at one place, look at others busy in their work, to have sympathy.
I came back to Pune with my in-laws and 2 years old daughter. Everyone at my town was advising to stay with mother, it would be good for you. I know it would have been good to stay with my mother and sister, but my main reason of coming here will make you laugh. I came here for commode. Its not funny. After being disable with one leg I faced many difficulties. And the worst one was to go to an Indian style toilet which was little far from my home at town. And the way was full of clay due to rain. I was helpless even with the walker. More to this was those long steps, I started hating typical construction style of toilets at village. It was better to stay hungry, to say no to the delicious food made by mother, Puran-poli, Thalipith, kheer-modak. I know it was very disappointing to her but she understands me.
Before I never had idea that a healthy body is such a great pleasure. I never realised before that I am so blessed that I can walk, I can see, I can speak, I can listen without any difficulty and many more simple things to be grateful for. We don't value things until we loose them. Like every other human being I had my own list of things I wanted. But now I realised this list will never end and in the rush of getting them I ignored to appreciate the precious things I already have. Now I know I have to recover soon. I want to walk like before, to dance with my daughter, to be independent, nothing is valuable than this. I can see myself standing on my feet, living a normal life as before. For the current pain I have only hope, that this too will pass soon. Just need some patience. But what about those who don't have this hope? Those who are surviving with permanent damages. How does they keep surviving, with which hope?
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