Let there be light and let there be sight..

I was reading a book while traveling in bus.

The bumpy Indian roads(I added Indian because in movies, the roads outside India are super smooth and anyone can slide on those :P) made it difficult for me to read properly. Still I kept reading because the book is almost on the verge of ending.

This phase is very emotional and painful, when the book’s about to end and we feel drained thinking HOW LIFE WILL BE when this book will be complete? It sucks, I know. I know !

Then a thought popped up, it would be so dreadful to be blind. Not to be able to see. Not to be able to read. Not to be able to distinguish. All things will be black. No shapes. No sizes. No colors. No existence.

Only the others senses will have to prompt about the existence of something. I strongly believe that if we lack one sense, then the power of that sense is distributed among the remaining, which heightens the overall power of the remaining senses. You can contradict on this but this is my personal view. And, I just hope it to be true 🙂

I felt so dreadful thinking about the world being black and nothing visible that I closed the book and sat and OBSERVED things. Saw the things which were always there but I failed to see previously. It was, as if, my inner eye had awakened.

But, the feeling of dread didn’t stay long because then I remembered that I have pledged in written that I will donate my eyes after my demise. Rather, to be correct, I have said this to all my family members, my close friends regarding this because, I can’t donate but they all can try to make my wish fulfilled and not think much about other related things.

I have made my Pledge @ Drushti Daan, an Eyebank in Bhubaneswar, Orissa where we can try and help others unlike us, be like us. We can give others the joy of sight, the joy of laughter, the joy of distinguishing things, the joy of life.

And, my parents and friends have supported me in this also, which is really a big thing. I heartily thank all and would like, if you don’t go and donate, but at least think, THINK once, wouldn’t you want the power of sight if you would had been unable?

It is a big decision, but this decision of yours can decrease the pain and increase the joy of others. And, the most important thing is not only you but also all the people related to you, will be blessed from the core of their hearts.

Try to gather blessings and smiles to your names, rather than some coins and notes made of thin paper. The former will always outweigh the later.

Stay blessed and keep sharing you views.

To view the site of Drushti Daan, click here.

Making of nation !!

Boundaries

Where are they?

I can’t see them

Oh!! They’re invisible

Imaginary, hollow

Non existent

Still have so much power

To divide nations

Borders

Do these boundaries really

Bind us?

Or separate us

From those who are on the

Other side

We are all humans

Humanity is what

We should believe in

And iff we all belong to

Some nation

Then let our nation be

WRITING

Someone else’s be PLAYING

Someone else’s be COOKING

Let the like mindedness

Of the people

Make the nation

Not some imaginary

Boundaries

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Faith in humanity restored..

I am walking on a crowded street
And see a guy in trench coat
And a cap on his head on the starry night
Why I was being so gazey to Him no idea
May be it was that trench coat in such a weather
Or because He was looking at an old man
Standing near the footpath and waiting
For the traffic to halt so that he can cross the road

The traffic halts just for a few moments
That old man tries but it’s difficult for him
To walk quickly and cross the road
Before the vehicles starts roaring on the roads
And I get worried as I lose sight of that coat guy
Because I was busy looking at the old man
But find that coat guy running and holding the old man
and helping him reach the other end of the street safely

I try to follow that coat guy
So somehow I cross the street in a hurry
And search in the crowd for that shade of yellow coat
And see far ahead a similar looking guy walking away
I run and follow him as my eagerness was exponentially increasing
Why did he help the old man? Why was I following him?
I needed answers to it and He was just 1 hand away from me
And I tap him with my index finger and wait for him to turn

I see a line of blood running down the forehead of that guy
All the questions forgotten and without any words
I hold his elbow and take him to the nearest chemist shop
There the necessary treatment is done and on asking he replied
“I met an accident 2 blocks back and hurt my head but couldn’t find a chemist shop
So wore a cap to stop the blood flow as much as possible
But on the way helped that old man without thinking of myself
Because my Dad passed away in a road accident last Thursday”