3 days back, I woke up to find that my eyes were not their regular classic blend of black and white, they were in fact a much more legendary amalgamation of red, black and white. My pupil looked like the sun of the solar eclipse hurling out red rays.
I rushed towards mom in a haste never known before, for I had the last exam of my B.Tech odyssey, 2 days later, that would qualify me as a software engineer.
I was noways going to let my eyes, ruin it for me. We reached the ophthalmologist in no time, giving in to the exigency of the situation.
I witnessed something there, that made my heart weep. While I was impatiently waiting for my turn, a young couple entered with their little 4-5 months old daughter.
My own eyes were such a stupid mess that I did not give them any second look. But to my horror, they had not come to get their own eyes treated, they had come for their daughter.
Upon listening this, I took as close a look as I could permit myself staying stuck to my seat. That baby's left pupil was grayish-white. The doctor checked her before me (although they came after me. I wouldn't have appreciated this for anybody else if it wasn't for this baby's eye) and unfortunately I was forced to listen to that conversation.
Doctor - It's better now.
Mother (her face lit with hope) - will she be alright ?
Doctor - I cant say that right away. As of now, carry on with the same medicines.
Mother - Can she see from this eye ?
Doctor - No, not yet. But I can assure you, she will, someday. And this mark will stay forever.
Mother (bombed by the news) - Is there nothing we can do to remove the mark ? No surgery ? No operation ?
Doctor - No. No ophthalmologist in this world can cure this. Its like you get a bruise on some part of your body, get it treated well, but still, the mark never leaves.
Mother (almost in tears) - when should we come next ?
Doctor (With the same straight face throughout) - Come next Friday and increase the dosage of these drops to 3 times a day.
I almost had a tear or two flooding my eyes, thanks to that little infection I had bored, nobody noticed.
Neither did they choose their poverty, nor did you choose your castle.
Help people in all possible ways. It will be your Moment of Bliss.
We complain about broken nails, ill-fitted dresses, bad exams, being over-weight, fat asses, love life trouble and what not but that day, I realized people have problems of a much serious scale and a much bigger magnitude.
My eye infection would have been okay the next morning had I washed them with cold refrigerated water 4-5 times a day but still I visited the doctor.
God divided this world into two concepts- the privileged and the unprivileged.
Most of you reading this fall in the former category and still moan about those petty non-existent things.
My purpose of sharing this incident with you is to tell you to feel privileged and blessed. Help, Pray and be Thankful. God has been very grateful to you, you owe him this lovely life of yours.
I pray for that little baby and expect you also to take some time out for her and talk God into curing her completely.
This post was written somewhere in June 2011 and I had just begun to write back then. My eyes were a little bad this morning and I got reminded of that baby. And because I have a decent sweet number of readers now, I'm re-posting it. I want more people to realize life's fair to us and its just a matter of realization.
Have a good day :)