Hello Members,
I recently had to travel to my native place for my cousin's wedding. As it is the festive season in Kerala, the travel crowd is very large during this time. People from all corners of the country travel to this paradise for the Onam Season.
We returned on Sunday and had to rush to the railway station as we were already late. It was just my dad, mom, and myself returning from my native place. We somehow managed to get tickets in the morning reservation, and when the train arrived...
My dad and I were holding the luggage and searching for space. It was crowded, and we kept walking from one compartment to the other in search of a place. Finally, we came to a compartment and saw a lady neatly lying down with her hands and legs stretched out, sleeping. Her husband was sitting next to her, and there was little space to his left. When he saw us coming, he occupied that space by keeping his bag. I was so angry at this act and asked him to move a bit so that my mom or dad could sit. I could not bear to see my mom and dad standing for a long time. He argued with me, stating that he had reserved the entire seat for himself and did not want to wake his wife up. I got even angrier and asked him, "Nothing will hurt you if you give some space for my mother to sit!" in a very angry tone. I asked my mom to sit there for a while until I searched for another place. Meanwhile, my dad adjusted to stand near another seat, and I was worried to see them both struggling. An elderly person near this couple's place got up and offered his seat to me. I felt bad and told him I could stand, but he moved a bit in front and gave me a little place to sit. He said, "Daughter, don't hurt your feet. Moreover, people walking to and fro may have intentions to simply disturb you. Please sit." He and his wife offered me a little place. I was moved. I was still angry with the couple...
After a while, when the couple moved out, the elderly parents also got off the train, and I learned that the lady had recently undergone brain tumor surgery, and her whole left side of the body was paralyzed. Her husband did not want to keep telling every single person that his wife was sick as she cried each time anyone looked at her with sympathy.
The elderly parents who gave me space to sit were none other than this lady's parents.
Tears were running out of my eyes.
After all, I could have kept quiet by not hurting them or staring so hard at them. If I had been calm, I would have observed things around and noticed a wheelchair folded next to the seat.
Sometimes in life, we misunderstand people because they are silent about their pain. They don't tell us, so it tends to make people take them for granted, like how I did.
At work too, if someone is upset, silent, or behaving differently, let's wait to find the real reason before we shout at them or make them feel more miserable.
I felt ashamed. The whole journey, I was thinking about "What would life be like if you couldn't feel one side of your body... and what a loving husband. He did not want anyone to know that his wife was sick, so protective, so loving. And the aged parents... how loving they were to someone who got angry at their sick daughter?"
I felt like I received a slap on my face by their act of love and kindness, and I felt that no materialistic gift can compare to the love of that husband for his wife. The best part was she was asleep, not knowing how much her husband cares for her.
Dear all... This Onam is different for me. Happy Onam to you all and wish you a prosperous year ahead!
I recently had to travel to my native place for my cousin's wedding. As it is the festive season in Kerala, the travel crowd is very large during this time. People from all corners of the country travel to this paradise for the Onam Season.
We returned on Sunday and had to rush to the railway station as we were already late. It was just my dad, mom, and myself returning from my native place. We somehow managed to get tickets in the morning reservation, and when the train arrived...
My dad and I were holding the luggage and searching for space. It was crowded, and we kept walking from one compartment to the other in search of a place. Finally, we came to a compartment and saw a lady neatly lying down with her hands and legs stretched out, sleeping. Her husband was sitting next to her, and there was little space to his left. When he saw us coming, he occupied that space by keeping his bag. I was so angry at this act and asked him to move a bit so that my mom or dad could sit. I could not bear to see my mom and dad standing for a long time. He argued with me, stating that he had reserved the entire seat for himself and did not want to wake his wife up. I got even angrier and asked him, "Nothing will hurt you if you give some space for my mother to sit!" in a very angry tone. I asked my mom to sit there for a while until I searched for another place. Meanwhile, my dad adjusted to stand near another seat, and I was worried to see them both struggling. An elderly person near this couple's place got up and offered his seat to me. I felt bad and told him I could stand, but he moved a bit in front and gave me a little place to sit. He said, "Daughter, don't hurt your feet. Moreover, people walking to and fro may have intentions to simply disturb you. Please sit." He and his wife offered me a little place. I was moved. I was still angry with the couple...
After a while, when the couple moved out, the elderly parents also got off the train, and I learned that the lady had recently undergone brain tumor surgery, and her whole left side of the body was paralyzed. Her husband did not want to keep telling every single person that his wife was sick as she cried each time anyone looked at her with sympathy.
The elderly parents who gave me space to sit were none other than this lady's parents.
Tears were running out of my eyes.
After all, I could have kept quiet by not hurting them or staring so hard at them. If I had been calm, I would have observed things around and noticed a wheelchair folded next to the seat.
Sometimes in life, we misunderstand people because they are silent about their pain. They don't tell us, so it tends to make people take them for granted, like how I did.
At work too, if someone is upset, silent, or behaving differently, let's wait to find the real reason before we shout at them or make them feel more miserable.
I felt ashamed. The whole journey, I was thinking about "What would life be like if you couldn't feel one side of your body... and what a loving husband. He did not want anyone to know that his wife was sick, so protective, so loving. And the aged parents... how loving they were to someone who got angry at their sick daughter?"
I felt like I received a slap on my face by their act of love and kindness, and I felt that no materialistic gift can compare to the love of that husband for his wife. The best part was she was asleep, not knowing how much her husband cares for her.
Dear all... This Onam is different for me. Happy Onam to you all and wish you a prosperous year ahead!