Senzai Ichiguu - A life time Chance

                                    You never know where a journey leads you unless you complete it. If everything goes according to your plan then why is God there for . You plan something and go but when you reach there the outcome is totally different. 

                                   But for sure a SENZAI ICHIGUU can happen when you do not even dream about it.  Well It happened to me in a very strange way.

                                    Two weeks back I was totally busy with my tight schedule of treating patients, charting out Social work, planning my next phase of green project. No time to spare  for other things. Suddenly one day I received a text message from Manju Latha , the creator of Rice bucket challenge. She asked me if I could come over and render my support for her challenge in a TV program. The shooting was to take place in Hyderabad and that too it was just two days after. I hardly had 4 hours to decide if I have to go or not.  The more I thought about it, the more I felt there is no way I can go. Even if I said Yes, still I am not sure if I can get tickets for the very next day. Even if I get tickets, I am confused what I will be doing there in the show. But before I could give any excuses to her, my brother got a ticket confirmed for my journey and my parents wanted me to go.  So finally I said Yes. She could have had anyone on the show to support her, but she preferred to chose me and I did not want to let her down.
I quote this as "An Unwilling Journey" because every time I had to travel away from my parents, I feel separated. 

                                  I boarded the train and occupied my berth. I always prefer day journey with side upper berth as it keeps me isolated and I enjoy my journey by reading a book. This time I was busy talking to my friends about relief work that we were planning for Hudhud Victims in Vizag. Train reached Eluru and an elderly lady came and sat next to me. She got side lower berth. Soon we both started conversing. She is Dhanalaxmi , 58 yrs old and she was headed to Hyd for some function. She over heard me talking about relief work and rice bucket challenge. She asked me to explain what it was and I told her about both and we talked for few hours.After having lunch, we occupied our respective berths to catch some sleep. By the time I woke up , she was already awake. We exchanged phone numbers and talked over tea. When train was about to reach Hyd, she suddenly took a 500 rupee note and gave it to me. She said, " As of now I do not have much to give you for the relief work you are planning to do. But once I reach home I will send you more. And from today I will take up rice bucket challenge. Daily I will keep some rice aside into a container and once it is full I shall distribute it. You inspired me a lot and I have never met a young girl like you who is after social service and not after boys.You are a daughter I never had". I was shocked to hear this at first but then I realized how amazing lady she is. Trusting a stranger whom you met on a train is not a usual sight these days. Her wonderful gesture changed my opinion to some extent. She taught me that no matter how many cheaters you come across, still there are people who make us believe in trust.

                                    Next day I went for shoot and there I met the lady herself Manju Latha. It gives you a kind of power to look ahead when you meet people who are as determined as you are when it comes to a dream you have to chase. Felt the same when we spent time together. That’s when it happened. Few college students who were there for the shoot came over and asked me if I was some actress. I was laughing my heart out when Manju replied them that I act in "Pasupu - kumkuma" and a girl came forward and asked me for autograph. The most hilarious and heart touching incident I can never forget. We had a great time shooting and also the students were a delight to hangout.We spoke about "three plant challenge" and the social work. I could not spend much time as I had to meet my best friend and I was running out of time. When I bid them good bye one boy came to me and said " All this while I was so depressed about my future. But talking to you filled me with new spirit and gave me much needed motivation. You are my celebrity whom I will remember always". I was speechless. Wished him good luck and moved from there.  

                                     From there I rushed to be with my friend. She is my very close friend and we bonded a lot over cold coffee for an year. From boys to breezers we bond over anything. Its been 4 long years that we were not in touch and we wanted to spend at least few minutes together. The long ,warm hug that you get once you meet your loved ones, boosts up your energy and we could not let go each other from that hug. Hugs and kisses followed and then to my surprise she said that she will go home late as we don't know when we will meet again.Our fav Cold Coffee, conversations, fun, photos, food a lot happened and the gap of 4 years mattered nothing. Had a wonderful blast and well we had to leave. The 5 minutes of meeting we planned turned out to be a few hours memorable time. And till the next time we meet, no matter how many years it takes, these memories keep our relation alive. 

                                       I went on this unwilling journey with half heart. I did not even know in the first place why Manju chose me to be there. But today when I look back , everything makes sense. All the pieces put together made a formed special part of my life.  

Meeting Dhana laxmi aunty taught me to trust no matter who cheats. The young student on the sets may be needed my words to get motivated. And the time I spent with my Bestie was written before itself. I am pretty sure none of this would have happened in the same way or in a better way even if I planned all this before.  

All this is Destiny. And the "UNWILLING JOURNEY turned out to be SENZAI ICHIGUU". 

A big thankyou to Manju Latha for inviting me.
If not for her , I would not have even dreamed about any of these incidents.  Went with less hope And I came back with a Life time Memories to cherish. THATS DESTINY FOR YOU.  

SENZAI ICHIGUU means A CHANCE OF LIFE TIME.
 It is a Japanese word used for a very rare happening that has touched your life and remained with you ever since.  I had my Senzai Ichiguu moment. What about you?  

One Life - Many Seasons

                                                         We judge people very quickly on the basis of what we see, what we hear and what we think they are. Well, read this short story to know if its really proper to Judge a person without experiencing what that person went through.

                                                          There was a man who had four sons. He wanted his sons to learn not to judge things too quickly. So he sent them each in a expedition, in turn, to go and look at a peer tree that was a great distance away.

                                                          The first son went in winter, the Second in the spring, the Third in the summer and the youngest in the autumn. When they had all gone and comeback, he called them together to explain what they had seen.

1st son :    The tree was ugly,bent and twisted.

2nd son :   No ! It was covered with green buds and full of promise.

3rd son :    I disagree , he said.
                 It was laden with blossoms that smelled so sweet and looked so beautiful.
                 It was the most graceful thing he had ever seen.

4th son :    He disagreed with all of them.
                He said it was ripe and drooping with fruit, full of life and fulfilment.

                                                          The man then explained to his sons that they were all right. Because they had each seen but only one season in the trees life.

                                              He told them , " You cannot judge a tree or a person by only one season. The essence of who they are and the pleasure, joy, and love that comes form that life can only be measured at the end when all seasons are over."

                                               This story might be a small one. But for sure it teaches us the biggest and most important lesson of our life. If you learnt something from this then you are definitely making someone's life Better by not being a Judge about their life and their Character.

                                                                We are no One to Judge Someone because We ourselves are not Perfect. No one is perfect here and that's what makes each one of us Unique in our own ways.

         GOD IS THE BEST JUDGE... FOR HE KNOWS ALL OUR SEASONS AND REASONS.
                     

DUSTBINS ARE MEANT FOR TRASH ... NOT FOR CHILDREN

                                         

                                              Dumping became the new Fashion in this fast track world. We are too busy with our lives that we hardly care about what's happening around us. Or may be we just give it a blind eye so that we can escape our responsibility towards society. This incident is giving me sleepless nights since past 3 months. Till date it haunts me as i was unable to do anything about this. I feel so ashamed for not acting on this matter till now. Today it happened in my own home town. 

                                            In January 2014, I came across a news article in my district edition. A just born baby was left in the dump yard behind Govt.Hospital , Eluru. Baby was hardly 2 hours old. People working in the dump yard heard baby cry. By the time they reached there, the baby died. Baby did not die a natural death. She was stripped and bitten by stray dogs & pigs ate her flesh by piercing the sensitive body. Almost intestines came out and baby was covered totally in blood. What a terrible death for a baby who didn't even open her eyes. After reading the news i was totally disturbed for the whole day. 

                                              As days passed by, almost every other day i read about such incidents. Infants who are just hours old are being dumped in the dustbin behind the Govt.Hospitals and are left to their fate which is nothing but death. And that death was in the hands of Dogs and Pigs. I read of about 12 infant deaths in this way in just a span of 2 months. I thought about this a lot. But couldn't come to a possible conclusion as of what is the main reason behind this. I called up the News Reporter who had been reporting this news all this while. I asked him the details and what he told me made me speechless.
                                             He said, " Madam, there are many infant deaths that go unreported. Daily at least 3 babies are dumped in Dustbins and they die this way.The mothers of these infants are aged between 17 - 22 years and most of them are students. This is the result of unwanted pregnancy. There is nothing much that we can do about this. Even hospital authorities know that such incidents happen but still they do not report to police because all they need is money. Only some NGO or private organisations should take care about this."
                                             For the next 2 days i contacted many authorities to get more information about this. The info i gathered was even more moving.
                                             Infant deaths were once reported mostly in agency areas and tribal areas. This was because they were uneducated, illiterates, poor and women there were raped by high class people and later left to their fate. Women living in tribal and agency areas were left with no option but to kill the child who was the result of adulteration & rapes. This can be justified to some extent. But as of now, such infant deaths are being reported mainly in cities and that too the age of mother is not exceeding 22 years. This is the result of unwanted pregnancy,illegitimate affairs, sleeping in the name of love to get over with pleasures, adulteration and sleeping for luxuries. 
                                           Who should be blamed for this ?  For sure I am not going to question Men.  The total blame is on women this time. 

What a shame on such women. How can they ever be called Mothers? 

Is this why we call our Country a place of traditions, values and morals ?

Is this how you are supposed to kill your blood ?  

When you know how to take care of your pleasures, don't you know to take protection ?

Why should a baby die for your sins ?

When you know you are not gonna take responsibility of the baby , why cant you get aborted in the start itself? 

Wont this sin of yours haunt you for your life time? 

We make a big scene when our finger gets cut while doing cooking. Then can't you imagine how much it pains for a baby who is being pierced, bitten and eaten by animals while they are alive ?

 I am falling short of words now. 
                                               All the so called young, educated girls who are responsible for such child deaths , please think once. When you know you are pregnant and you don't want the child, please kindly get aborted. Killing a foetus that has no life is better than killing a child who has a right to live.

                                              If you can't get aborted and you give birth to a child, please do not throw them in the dustbins. Leave them in the hospital or atleast on the steps of some orphanage. For gods sake, let the child live.  Do not punish the child for your mistake. There are many women who do not have children. Kindly give your child for adoption if you feel child is burden for you. Do not kill the child.

                                              Its a kind request for such women who are pathetic, void of humanity and who leave a black mark on motherhood. Please let the child live.

                                                As a part of my responsibility I spoke to govt authorities concerning to this department ,Women & child welfare development authority and also with few political leaders. Talks are in progress. Very soon when I am granted permission by the concerned authorities, I am planning to start an orphanage for these kids. It may take time and it may be tough. If  we are able to save at least one child from dying in the dump yard, then that's what gives us a right to live.If anyone interested to join hands in this work, they are welcome. If anyone has any ideas and suggestions about this ,then please post your valuable words. 

                        " DUMP YOUR PREGNANCY ... NOT YOUR CHILD "