The fragrance of a flower – (a Valentine’s day gift to my Flower !!)

Ram suddenly woke up from his day dream, hearing different voices of people talking and laughing around him in that park. He was travelling deep in his dream world for a while, when he took a deep breathe the first thing he felt was the fragrance of the flowers in the garden. The beautiful sight of the flowers, attractive red, sweet violet, smiling yellow, pure white, there were various flowers each of different size, different shape and different fragrance.  Of course, each gives the same feeling of love, warmth and tenderness.

He got from the bench in which he fell asleep and looked around the beautiful garden in the park. He walked towards the gate and came out of the park and entered the Hospital. Room no.303, he opened the door and went inside the room, Asha was gazing a magazine and was smiling for some news she is reading in the magazine. Rob asked her, “What’s special dear, what are you smiling at?”. “Hey Rob, where were you, I looked for you for almost an hour?”, I was just outside the hospital in the park, Rob answered. He started getting busy preparing the juice for her.

Sometime later, somebody knocked the door, Ram went and opened the door and saw Satish and Savitri standing there, their neighbors. While entering itself Savitri started with a loud voice “How is she, we heard that she fell off from the stairs and fractured her hand at home, How sad?”.  Satish gestured to Ram with a smile behind Savitri for her loud voice, which is her trademark. Satish took Ram’s hand and asked “how is she and the kid ?”, Ram nodded his head and said  “She is fine” . Asha was answering to Savitri, “Savi, I am fine and talk mildly the kid is sleeping”. Both Ram and Satish laughed sliently, hiding their faces away from Savitri’s eyes.

Ram took Satish out to the Park and aloud the two ladies to talk, both Ram and Satish knew that it will be a gossip meeting led by Savitri to Asha. He narrated the whole incident to Satish, “Yesterday, when I was starting for my weekly meeting at the club, Asha was as usual quarreling with me for spending the Saturday evening time with friends. She always feels that those meetings are useless. And you know our routine fights. I always felt that she was wasting her time and her education. She can’t compare with me, I am working, earning and being the most contributing member to the family. I always felt I am the most responsible, she being useless and selfish.

While I came down stairs, he was coming down in the stairs, that’s when it happened, right in front of my eyes, her leg slipped due to some water in the stairs and she fell from the stairs in the garden. She was carrying our new born baby in her hand. Before even I realize the danger and react with a Shout “Asha, watch out” everything happened. She fell with the baby and that’s when the miracle happened.

I had seen athletes or swimmers go jump in the Olympics from the height, make a twist or turn of their body in the air or even that way High Jump or Pole vault. I saw Asha had a sense that the baby may fall and get a hit in the ground. She twisted her body and kept hand for safety so that the impact is not felt by the baby. It was a miraculous effort and I can say I felt the greatness of “Motherhood” in front of my eyes. She took the safety of the baby first, even though she is going to get hurt by doing that act. It could have even be fatal, thank god she didn’t hit any of those iron pipes in the ground, but landed on her left hand and kept the baby tight with her in the chest, her left hand and her back hit the ground. I rushed her and the baby to the hospital.

How come a normal house wife can do an athletic twist in the air, how come he defy the gravity of the law of survival instinct, how come her heart not even for a fraction of second thought about the danger she may get by falling on the ground. Will I ever do that in the same situation, I doubt. I thought about those silly quarrels, those criticisms I made on her, the “woman lower than man” attitude I had, Selfish and Useless, feeling I had about her. I was wrong, that one incident, that one selfless act of her, the miraculous act of putting the kid first than her life made me to think. I felt as though somebody slapped me hard and made me to realize the worth of a woman.

It is only a woman, who is so supreme in this world, who is the reason for love and care to exist. Women are such a beautiful species, no other thing can equate her.  Why she is so special he puts others benefit before hers in the family, she loves and cares about the family more than others, she is ready to sacrifice all her wishes for others. She is the living example of love, care and sacrifice. She is the Wonder of the world.

Ram said “Satish, now look at this garden, woman are like those flowers in the plants. Unless you smell, recognize the fragrance and understand the importance you still sit in this garden and cannot appreciate the beauty of the garden. I feel the world is a beautiful garden and women are the flowers. Look around, see the beautiful sight of the flowers, attractive red, sweet violet, smiling yellow, pure white, there were various flowers each of different size, different shape and different fragrance.  Of course, each gives the same feeling of love, warmth and tenderness”.

Satish, saw Ram’s eyes and understood Ram is in some daydream or dream world when he is talking now, he felt as though some thing Ram has discovered in life, he saw the sparkle in the eyes of Ram, he understood, Ram is a changed man for good. He said to himself “One day, maybe I too will discover this in my woman ?!”.

Ram suddenly woke up from his day dream, hearing different voices of people talking and laughing around him in that park. He was travelling deep in his dream world for a while, when he took a deep breathe the first thing he felt was the fragrance of the flowers in the garden.

He has discovered his flower’s fragrance in life !!

- by Dr.V.P.Rajkumar

Do You ??!!

Why Not …

WOW MOM !!

I was walking across the corridor in the 3rd floor of the hospital frantically for the last half an hour. I looked at the sign. boards, on both sides of the corridor. In the right hand side, Operation theatre was written in bold Green letters in white background and Intensive Care Unit (ICU) was written in the left. When I looked at the “Operation Theatre” board I couldn’t stop myself from visualizing “an open air theatre, where all audiences are watching and my mother’s operation was conducted by few doctors”. Suddenly my inner self came in a football coach dress and screamed “What’s wrong with you is there something funny, stop dreaming!!” and showed the red card at my face and I shook my head, looked around, the Security guard was looking at me with an amusement and a doubtful look.

When I walked towards ICU, I saw my mother was laid down on the bed surrounded by all the relatives and friends who are crying and calling my name!!”. Suddenly my inner self came up with a new costume, this time was in a clown dress, it was laughing, telling jokes to people and tried its best to make them laugh”. I again shook my head and said to myself “Put a full stop to your dramatic visualizations, pray the god!!” I starting feeling butterflies in my stomach.

Seeing my adamancy of not leaving the corridor, the security guard told me, “Look sir, anyway you are not going to leave this place. I can only allow you to be around here with one condition, you should watch the door, till I finish my lunch. I will be sitting behind the stairs, if you see anybody coming out give me a signal!!

“Signal? What signal”, I asked him, he said “3 times you cough loudly”, I said “many people are coming and going, many will cough, so tell me some other signal!”. He thought for a second and then said “ok you drop that Steel rod, that’s the signal”. I said “fine friend”, wondering his work life balance, started walking one side to the other as usual.

With all this I didn’t fail to keep looking at the door with all curiosity, finally when she was brought in the stretcher and I saw her, she was a bit unconscious. The nurse waked her saying “hello, ma’am, your son is here, wake up”. My mother slowly opened her eyes and smiled to me. She asked something, when I reached near her, I could hear her words “did you have your lunch?”.

I was amazed hearing that, she just came out of the operation theatre, she went thru’ a major surgery, she was not even fully conscious but still she didn’t even think about herself or anything else. When she looked at me the first thing came to her mind was “whether I had lunch properly”.

I thought to myself, “Wow Mom”. I took her hands and pressed to assure that everything is fine. I was so much relieved hearing her voice. I said to myself “How much she means to me. I never realized the depth of the affection, had always hidden my love, busy living my fast commercial life. That moment I felt the real value of Motherhood and why women are the most wonderful creatures in the world.

Because of this nature of motherhood, a woman is much more caring, selfless, concerned for others. I remembered the old saying “Like Mother, Like Children” I said to myself “Like Children, Like Future Society and World at large”.

What’s Next?!

WHAT’S NEXT ?? - An article by Dr. V.P.Rajkumar

This question would have been in your mind many a times in life, in many – a – situations.

What’s next? – what a wonderful question!!

What’s next? helps us to introspect ourselves, confuses us, compel us, make us to dream, make us to cry, make us feel energized, looks at us, our wants, needs, our secrets, our failures and yet gives us the hope that there is tomorrow and there is life.

I remember the movie “Cast Away” acted by one of the world’s best actor -Tom Hanks. I like the end part of the movie, when he has already lost his wife, kids, family for whom he kept his life and survived in the no-man’s island for many lonely years, whom he kept believing that they are waiting for him, for whom he kept himself sane even in the worst situations . When the whole world and life felt nothing, he will still go on in delivering the courier (he comes as a DHL couriers’ employee) and the movie director shows a four way junction and the hero takes a direction. I felt it was an excellent directorial marvel of showing “Life should go on, no matter what!”.
What’s next is a wonderful positive statement to state to ourselves and take a yardstick approach of our life and go for the next step.

What’s next? Is a must question everyone should ask in their life – what stages one has to make, is their own judgement. It could be when they find failures in what they do or want, could be when they achieve what they wanted to, could be when they are in a too much of a comfort zone, could be when everything seems too smooth and routine, could be when your own self doesn’t agree your current state, may be when you master something or may be when you are not able to move ahead in the direction you wanted to.

What’s next? Is absolutely your choice, its your own question to ask for, its your fundamental right to ask.

Ok fine What’s next in this article….
I would like to talk about those to whom you can sound off this question in addition to yourself. There are four people, who are those four?! :

I) Your Life Partner – I am being careful in wording it as “Life Partner”, nowadays life partner means “many things” – a life partnership made due to marriage between a man and woman or between man and man or between woman and woman or even life partnership without the legal bonding of marriage. Basic idea is that one who has seen you in all angles and understood you by every quarter. Is livein relationship is included in this, I leave it to your imagination.

II) Your Parents – coz’ you are indebted to them the whole of your life. The sacrifices, the sufferings, the challenges, the agonies, the nightmares, the Blood pressure situations, the prayers, the fights, the emotions, the dreams they had for us and they devoted for us _ tells us one thing the greatness of Parents are such that we should see them as god in our real life. Pls. Don’t think of those selfish individuals who never had the courage for parenting or the love for their kids.

III) Third is your well-wisher, when I say a well-wisher, who comes to your mind, who is a real well-wisher. All those who says wishes to you?! Don’t be kidding yourself. Then who is one – I feel a           well-wisher is one who wishes you to do well and get all that you deserve and desire unconditionally.
Watch my words, it is one who wishes you …
A) What you deserve – means what you are worth for, your efforts worth for, your struggles worth for…
To put it simple what one really gets as result of their efforts.
B) what you desire for – means what you want, beyond what you deserve, wish to get, those which are beyond you deserve for, all your dreams, all your expectations beyond possibility, beyond your efforts etc., (no limits right!!)
C) Unconditionally – means without any expectations or conditions or returns back from you or from anybody.

What is not unconditional – is simple to explain, we all know, any wishes or act done with the expectations or returns. Do you still want explanations, can’t. You guess who are those in your life!!

IV) Fourth – your Mentor / Coach / Guru, whatever name you give it, a person of wisdom and knowledge, whom you have faith in, whose words you trust, whose thoughts, words or actions touches your every nerves, mind, soul and whom you believe in, whom you surrender, above all before whom your ego crushes down and you become a normal human without name / fame / money / power classifications.

So, how do you get your guru, whom to select as mentor, who can coach me effectively. If these are questions, I would like quote a famous Zen philosophy “when the Student is ready the master will arrive”. Yes, when you need one, from your heart thru’ your you search thru’ all your senses you will definitely identify one.
Of course, in this 21st century, even advices are not free. We have Coaching professionals / Mentor professionals who coach / mentor people professionally. One can seek their advice.

Most importantly have a fine balance by following your heart as the pathway and keeping your brain as your rail guards, so that you won’t slip out from the path which you want to travel and path which is safer for you.

But asking “What’s Next?” question is an important thing in life. When to ask, what to expect, I leave it you.

So friends, “What’s Next”??!!

Messiah in the Train – written by Dr.Raj

The Messiah in the train – An article by Dr. V.P.Rajkumar    11th Oct’2010
I was suspecting about this guy who stood at the door in the moving train, I felt a little tremble inside my stomach, some kind of feeling as though he is going to do something stupid kind of feeling. I looked around nobody cared, even bothered to look at this guy. I felt I should go and talk to him, I did.

When I asked him, why do you look so upset and why are you standing at the door entrance in the moving train?. He looked at me and did not answer, I kept my perseverance even though I was ignored and went on asking him, “listen I am like your brother, pls. Tell me what is bothering you?!.

Though irritated as he understood that I am not going to leave him just like that, he asked me, do you really want to know why?. He opened up, he said that he is so upset becoz’ he lost his girl friend to his friend and was thinking of jumping out from the window and die.

I asked him come with me and sit, spoke to him like a typical matured adult advising a young adolescent, I said, you it happened to me also and actually you know It happened to me many a times.and I also ditched many of my friends and. Became friends to many of my friends girlfriend. His face was suddenly lit up hearing what I said. I continued do not worry, these are passing clouds

Then we started chatting and as usual o started sharing my good old college days and the fun me and my friends had. Suddenly, he received another call saying his mother was not well and may not live longer. He cried like anything, was very upset and I couldn’t control. Rather I thought let him vent it out.

After some time we heard an old song, sung with rough base voice and I knew that it must be the beggar or blind beggars who come in the train.

But the voice was touchy, there was something about the voice, something which was pricking my heart, something which made me to feel the emotion in which the person was singing the song.

When the college kid stopped crying and noticed with a chin up. As I thought it was a blind person but with a difference. Yes there was a visible difference from the other blind beggars or beggars who came along in the course of the journey. He had a lot of items from kids pencil box to cell phone pouch to some toy items to books for kids.

His right hand was kept in forward way like how beggars keep and some coins in the hand. His left hand was holding the books, all the items for sale was hanging around his neck, shoulders and even around waist. Something told me to watch him, I watched him keenly and his song too.

Whenever there was some disturbance from other vendors who pass him in a hurry to sell more or even when some passengers pass by, he stopped singing, he waited till the noise is reduced and began the next line of the song. I saw something interesting, whenever anybody put anything coins in his right hand he did not respond anything, not even a simple thanks or a signal of thanks.

Whenever anybody asked to sing a line again or a song, he stopped sang for them with joy (even when nobody bothered also he sang his songs with joy) when finished the line or the song asked them is that fine, did they liked it, did they enjoyed it. Whether they gave some money or not he thanked them for listening his songs.

He did another thing which was also something quite amazing, when I stopped him and asked for the books he gave it and waited quietly and once I took a book and paid him the money, he said, thanks for giving me my food which I am going to buy from this earning, today it is the first item I sold and I will happily eat.

I was zapped, hearing stories of beggars earning more and having jokes like begging is a business and they will have Bank account, I felt something interesting about this guy. I asked him, “what about the money in the right hand?”. He said I don’t beg for my food I earn it by selling things or singing. If one day I don’t I simply drink water and sing songs which I like and think about and plan for having a special meal to compensate for today.

I didn’t leave him, I asked him again about the “Right hand money?!” He smiled and said I don’t have bank accounts and the money people put in my right hand just goes to those poor elders and kids, who dwell around the railway station, who can’t go for begging, I give this for their food. I don’t even count what I receive in my right hand.

Not only me those who were there in the row and listen to him were touched and astonished. I felt here is a real human who taught me the five most valuable lessons for life :

1) Whatever happens, life is wonderful to life, so always enjoy your life and live positively.

2) Nothing comes free – work for your life and food. Earn your food with dignity.

3) Life is beautiful when you life for others.

4) Passion is the fuel for life, enjoy what you are passionate and do it from your heart.

5) Lastly, whatever stage you may be in life – rich or poor, older or younger, irrespective of differences you can still inspire people.

He left with a long pause where my heart and brain jointly read out the five learnings loudly.
As usual, I turned to the youngster and wanted to explain u he stopped me from saying and said

” I had learnt the dignity of life from this man or shall we call him the “Messiah”

-          The End -

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