It
was approximately 8.30 a.m. on a busy morning when an elderly gentleman
in his eighties arrived to have stitches removed from his thumb. He
stated that he was in a hurry as he had an appointment at 9.00 a.m.
I took his vital signs and had him take a seat. I knew it would take
more than an hour before someone would to able to attend to him. I saw
him check his watch anxiously for the time and decided to evaluate his wound since I was not busy with another patient.
On examination, the wound was well healed. Hence, I talked to one of
the doctors to get the supplies to remove his sutures and redress his
wound.
We began to engage in a conversation while I was taking
care of his wound. I asked him if he had another doctor's appointment
later as he was in such a hurry. The gentleman told me no and said that
he needed to go to the nursing home to have breakfast with his wife.
I inquired about her health. He told me that she had been in the
nursing home for a while as she was a victim of Alzheimer's disease. I
probed further and asked if she would be upset if he was slightly late.
He replied that she no longer knew who he was and she had not been able
to recognize him since five years ago.
I asked him in surprise, "And you still go every morning, even though she doesn't know who you are?"
He smiled as he patted my hand and said, "She doesn't know me, but I still know who she is."
I had to hold back my tears as he left.
I had goose bumps on my arm, and I thought, "That is the kind of love I want in my life."
True love is neither physical nor romantic. True love is an acceptance of all that is, has been, will be, and will not be.
A poor boy loved a rich girl.
One day the
boy proposed her. Then the girl said, "listen! your monthly salary is my
daily hand expenses. Should I be involved with you? How could you
thought that? I will never love you. So, forget me 'n get engaged with
someone else of your level."
But somehow the boy could not forget her so easily.
10 years later.
One day they became face to face in a shopping center. The lady said,
"Hey! you! How are you? Now I'm married. Do you know how much is my
husband's salary? Rs. 2 lac per month! Can you imagine? 'n he is also
very smart."
The guy's eyes got wet with tear by hearing those words.
After few minutes her husband came before the lady could say something
to the guy, her husband started to say by seeing the guy.
"Sir!
You here? Meet my wife." Then he said to her wife, "I'm going to assist
a project of sir, which is of Rs. 200 crore. 'n do u know a fact? Sir
loved a girl but he didn't get her. That's why still he is unmarried.
How much lucky the girl was. Isn't it? Now a days who can love like that
way?"
Moral: Life is not so short. So, don't be so proud of
yourself and damn others. Situations change with time. Every one should
respect other's love.
I would marry a guy who would love me like hell . . . finding love is the most difficult thing in this world. We can earn money but we cannot earn true love. I would die for a male like this.
The love of a child is an absolute. We must respond with absolute or nothing. There is no middle ground.
A boy was born to a couple after eleven years
of marriage. They were a loving couple and the boy was the apple of
their eyes. When the boy was around two years old, one morning the
husband saw a medicine bottle open. He was late for work so he asked the
wife to cap the bottle and keep it in the cupboard. The mother,
preoccupied in the kitchen, totally forgot the matter.
The boy saw the bottle and playfully
went to the bottle and, fascinated with its color, drank it all. It
happened to be a poisonous medicine meant for adults in small dosages.
When the child collapsed, the mother hurried him to the hospital, where
he died. The mother was stunned. She was terrified how to face her
husband.
When the distraught father came to the hospital and saw the dead child, he looked at his wife and uttered just four words.
What do you think were the four words?
The husband just said "I Love You Darling"
The husband's totally unexpected reaction is proactive behavior. The
child is dead. He can never be brought back to life. There is no point
in finding fault with the mother. Besides, if only he have taken time to
keep the bottle away, this will not have happened. No point in
attaching blame. She had also lost her only child. What she needed at
that moment was consolation and sympathy from the husband. That is what
he gave her.
Sometimes we spend time asking who is responsible or
who to blame, whether in a relationship, in a job or with the people we
know. We miss out some warmth in human relationship in giving each other
support. After all, shouldn't forgiving someone we love be the easiest
thing in the world to do? Treasure what you have. Don't multiply pain,
anguish and suffering by holding on to forgiveness.
If everyone can look at life with this kind of perspective, there would be much fewer problems in the world.
Take off all your envies, jealousies, unwillingness to forgive,
selfishness, and fears and you will find things are actually not as
difficult as you think.
