03 October, 2009

When should we let go life...?

Just recently, a few days back, I had read this beautiful book "The Choice" by Nicholas Sparks. The book is about love and belief. I don't want to be a spoiler by writing down the story, but in the story there is a situation where a legal "Living Will" is mentioned. It left me pondering and evaluating the possibilities of having a living will for myself.

A living will usually provides specific directives about the course of treatment that is to be followed by health care providers and/or caregivers in a situation when the person in consideration is physically and mentally incapable to decide for himself/ herself.
In some cases a living will may forbid the use of various kinds of burdensome medical treatment. It may also be used to express wishes about the use or foregoing of food and water, if supplied via tubes or other medical devices. The living will is only used if the individual has become unable to give informed consent or refusal due to incapacity. A living will can be very specific or very general.
An example of a statement sometimes found in a living will is: “If I suffer an incurable, irreversible illness, disease, or condition and my attending physician determines that my condition is terminal, I direct that life-sustaining measures that would serve only to prolong my dying be withheld or discontinued.”

Lot of people think that a 'Living Will' is same as 'Euthanasia' or 'Mercy killing'. Technically it is not. Instead, while we are still healthy and in control of our minds, a ‘living will’ could allow us to decide what should happen to us, in case we are ever fatally ill. More specifically, we could consent to or reject various forms of life support. We could choose what is often called a ‘natural death’. It is said that 'Living will' is almost the equivalent of Passive or Non-active euthanasia. (There are 3 types of Euthanasia - Passive, Non-active, Active. I feel euthanasia is altogether a different controversial topic to discuss, and I would discuss it another time.)

On July28, 2009, US President Barack Obama was the first President to publicly announce that he has a living will, and encouraged others to do so. A living will is very common in the US, but it still hasn't been given a legal status in India. There are many complications linked to it. Medically and technologically though we have progressed, emotionally we still would not be willing to do this to our loved ones. Coz we believe that whether old or ill, it is our responsibility to care for them. But again a contradicting question to it, would we want to see our loved ones in pain not able to express their anguish, distress and helplessness? I am sure no one wants to be a burden on their loved ones, rather would prefer dying with dignity and peace, but on the other hand to think of it, aren't we giving up on life because we don't want to fight? Isn't it cowardice? (a serious question to ponder...)

Another very important point to consider is, do we trust our doctors, healthcare specialists to be entrusted with such a vital decision of our life? In a scenario where we find doctors and medical practitioners minting money in the name of such a noble profession, can we give our life's decision in their hands in a situation where we are incapable of deciding? Also, if not the doctors, if we entrust our lives in the hands of our near and dear ones (caregivers), what if they make the decision to pull us off the plug when we are actually struggling and wanting to recover and live, but can't express? Imagine if we have a change of mind/ will at the last minute and not being able to express our desire to live, whereas our caregivers are unwillingly following our living will?

I really can't say much for myself, as to which side I am on. At some point in life we have all felt the heartbreak watching someone we love grow old. And as we see them struggling to live, breath... even the sceptics/ atheists among us cling on to prayers to give them one more decade, year, month, week. We are shaken up to the extent that each night we go to sleep with prayers and whisper to ourselves to let them see the next day's sunrise. And when we wake up to see them alive, we are grateful.

Death is invincible. But what if life in itself leaves us feeling powerless? Imagine someone you care and love living the rest of their life strapped onto artificial respirators, feed tubes and pipes. Can we possibly guess what would be our reaction if it happens to one of us? When our body stops responding to our brains, when some fatal disease/ accidents sucks out our 'life' and merely leaves us being a 'vegetable'? Will we decide then that death may well be an act of kindness?

All that I wrote is just a discussion, since it is a highly controversial topic and I myself am on the divide still trying to figure out which is the right side. I'd like to know your feedback/ opinion as well, coz somehow although it is a controversial topic and legally and ethically forbidden... its something to be pondered upon!

Till then.... Happy living and loving :)

08 August, 2009

Memories... cherish them :)

I just finished reading "P.S. I Love you" by Cecilia Ahern. Its a beautiful story.
Its about Holly who loses her husband (Gerry), who was her friend, love, life, reason to smile,... everything! She struggles with the loss, and a shattered life. Its about how her friends (Sharon and Denise) stand by her in her struggle with emotions and depression, how Gerry's memories help her move on in life and build new, fresher memories...

What I am trying to come to is that, do we cherish memories for a whole lifetime? (I know a few people who don't even bother or have time to look back and smile... coz they don't feel its important!)

There are so many memories that a person has in life... all are not pleasant. Why can't these memories live with us till our last breath?! Maybe because we feel like moving away from our past in an attempt to build a beautiful tomorrow for ourselves...?!

Memories, can be at various stages of our lives, with people, places, things.... It could be a childhood memory of some friend whom we are not in touch with anymore, with a teacher who pampered you, with a teacher who scolded you/ punished you, annual days, fancy dress competitions, Parents - Teachers meeting, report cards, first crush, first love, first heartbreak, second love, maybe a heart break again, embarassing moments, first kiss, those beautiful places you went to, people who unfortunately are not a part of our life anymore, first day in college, days when you bunked college to be with your friends, first ATKT, exams, summer job, results, nervous and embarassing interviews, job, professional goof ups, resignation/s,... (phew!) the list is endless and subjective.

Memories especially related to a past love are buried somewhere deep down inside us... and we either don't want to remember them, or we tend to get stuck with those memories to such an extent that we don't build new and fresher memories!

I feel we should cherish memories from our past and 'live' on to build more beautiful memories.... coz that is what living is all about!

Another very important question that keeps popping in my mind is... Do we give memories to others worth living and loving?!

Today, while on my way to work, I was listening to this particular song... its from the movie Yaadein (starring Kareena, Hrithik), it goes like this...

"...Nagme hain, Shikwe hain,
Kisse hain, Baatein hain,
Baatein bhool jaati hai, Yaadein yaad aati hai...
...Duniya mein yun aana,
Duniya se yun jaana,
Aao to, lein aana, Jaao to, de jaana... Yaadein, Yaadein..."

I just feel we need to 'Live' more... 'Love' more.... build more and more 'Memories' to last a whole lifetime for ourselves and for others around us :)


06 August, 2009

Reading... a passion!

Hmm... Books are such an intrinsic part of my life!
They have kept me company in happiness, sorrow, mood swings (believe me, I have loads of it!), traveling, to wind up a hectic day, on weekends, on vacations, and even in my sleep! (yes, i dream on something related to the book I would be reading at that time)

I still remember my first book... "Heidi"... I had received it at the age of 4 as academic prize!
I had read books even before Heidi, but they had been academic. Its from this book I got the hunger for reading... and its not satiated even now! It will never be :)
This book is still my prized possession... The left hand pages had the story of an orphan girl and her experiences with life, friends, education, etc., and the right hand pages were full of black and white pics to be colored. How much I loved reading the book and coloring it...! (Oh... the nostalgic feeling is seeping in :) )

Well, from there on, there was no looking back... I read everything that came my way and interested me... Tinkle, Chandamama, Readers' Digest, Archie's comics (Hmm... the adorable teenage lover boy!)... as I grew up I started reading Short stories, Classics, news magazines, fashion/ teen magazines (he he... ya I used to read Cosmo, Seventeen, Vogue, the international editions since they were not launched in India then, and the kinds), Malgudi days, self-improvement books,... the list was endless! (It still is)

Whatever I am today, the way I communicate, my thought process, my understanding and analytical skills, is all because I have an undying passion towards reading!

Today this passion has grown to an extent where I have books all around my bedroom... in every nook and corner! The shelf is overflowing, there are books in my wardrobe as well... my mom has given up on arranging them! I keep buying at least a book each weekend (thats the least... max had gone to buying 14 books a day!). As on today I have nearly 30 unread books in my shelf !!!

Gradually I'll have to either land up with a job at Crossword or better... buy it away! (Ha ha.... what a wonderful feeling!)

Reading is a wonderful way to synchronize your thoughts, feelings, it helps in understanding yourself better, gives you an understanding of life from a perspective other than yours, develops knowledge, improves your diction, makes you a mature person, a better person, will never make you feel lonely.... the list of advantages goes on and on...

All in all... get into the habit of reading! Its never too late, you'll see the change in you :)

11 July, 2009

My Best Friend's mom....

Life is not fair... most of the times! But we tend to live on with compromises and adjustments...
I've always been prompt in keeping in touch with my friends, whether they do it or not. I find it amusing how I have so much patience to keep the one sided (my side) communication alive even when I keep getting dead ended responses! (Believe me, there are a few people out there who give these responses and say that's how they are!!!)
But even after all this... I am at fault for one mistake in my life for which I will never be able to forgive myself... never ever!
I joined 'my school' (Kidland) when I was just 3 years and 4 months old... joined directly in Jr.kg. In my quest to find a friend whom I can relate to I found Alok...
I don't remember the incident, or the age when we got along as good friends... but yes he was (and still is) my first and best friend. 'His mom' was a gem of a person, always smiling, loving, caring and resembled my mom so much that people used to ask whether they are siblings!
My mom and his mom just got along so well... there wasn't a day when they didn't meet or didn't talk.
Alok, his younger brother, his parents and my family got along amazingly well... we were almost like family friends! We used to stay back at each other's place, have fun, jokes, stories, games,... there was so much to do...
His mom was a wonderful cook, I still remember the delicacies she used to make especially when she knew I was going to be around, her raw jack fruit sabzi, lotus roots sabzi, aaloo sabzi, rotis, dal, pickles, mmm... the list keeps going on and on... I always saw her smiling and giving love. I can't even remember a single moment when I saw her yelling at Alok or his brother, or getting irritated on anything, or expressing her dislike for a person or thing. An amazing mother, wife, friend, auntie, and human being!
Alok and I studied together till 10th std and then my family relocated. We both got busy with our respective college lives, studies and then professional life... We tried to keep in touch, but somehow the frequency kept reducing! We never realised how important it is to be in touch with people who have been and will always be an intrinsic part of our lives...
I had met Alok around 2 years back and we chatted for really long... we had caught up with each other after almost 9 years then. There was so much to talk... somehow his mom's topic skipped us. (His mom was on bed rest then, recovering from a major back operation... which I got to know of now)
After that meeting, we lost touch again... and just some days back got in touch through a common friend (Sushant). Today, Alok called me and we spoke at length about work, life, meeting up... and the topic came up when I asked him about his mom... My whole world shattered when he told me she is no more... passed away around 2 years back!!!
I just am not able to come to terms with the fact that she is no more... I had not met her since really long, but always missed her, her smile, loving and caring nature, the delicacies she made for me.... And now when I look back, its just not right on my part... I am at fault, I didn't keep in touch! Alok kept trying to contact me on my cell phone, but I had changed my number by then and he could never share his loss. I wish I could've been around when they really missed me so much... I am sure she must've thought about me at least once... and for that one moment I wasn't around!!!
I'll never forgive myself...
People like her are so rare... maybe that's why god takes them away!
I wish I wish I wish.... (I would've kept the friendship alive all the while...)

May her soul rest in peace!!!


30 June, 2009

Women power - I

How many times have we actually come across a woman who will stand and fight back, when eve-teased, touched or pushed deliberately in a public place?Very rare :(

I travel by public transportation and have myself come across lots of instances when either I am the victim or some woman/ girl around me has been the 'victim'. Though people see these demeaning acts, they just turn a blind eye to it, thinking why should we get into a mess when no one else is making a issue! But someone has to make an issue out of it... the victim herself or others who see it happening.

I am sure loads of questions arise here... First, when the victim herself is not having any problem, why should others react? My answer, if you are in such a situation (men - place yourself in such a situation if you were a woman), wouldn't you expect others to stand by you/ support you? It gets difficult for a lot of women to gather the courage to actually stand up and fight back, coz they think its all about physical energy that makes men superior! (Superior, eh?!) Also what bothers these women is the mud sling that happens... coz if you observe, a lot of these filthy minded men resort to mud sling to humiliate the woman and divert the topic! So to save themselves from the humiliation of being physically or verbally abused, many women don't confront!

Second question, what does the victim do when in such a situation?Lots of things... Just catch hold of that man then & there and confront, hit him back if he touched or pushed you! (Eye for an eye!) And if you don't have the guts to hit back, then at least create a scene... let everyone around know what happened! Believe me, there are a whole lot of women and men out there who would like to help and clean their hands! (haat saaf karna!) Or if you have the time and patience, take him to the nearest police station/ railway security personnel. (Although, I wouldn't recommend this. Its useless... either the man is let off with a warning, or you've to register a case and then keep visiting the court for hearings!) Best solution... sort it there and then! Believe me you'll have peace of mind after that! (Imagine going to sleep with the humiliation of being victimized and not doing anything about it?! I would never get peace!)

How many of you, men and women both, have ever helped a woman in such situations? I know that men won't understand the humiliation that a woman has to go through, but can you at least put that woman in your mother/ wife/ sister/ daughter's place and go ahead to help?!!! I am sure you can. And all you beautiful women out there, stand up, fight, confront! Believe me... you'll have much greater satisfaction and appreciate yourself for your actions later!

My first blog post ever....

Well... I for once was never sure I would be a blogger ever!
Somehow couldn't understand why, how and where to start... although it isn't so difficult once I started creating or rather customizing the blog.
The credit for inspiring me to start blogging goes to a very good friend of mine, an avid blogger himself.


I feel like writing now... great!

There’s lots to write, loads of topics, a whole lot of issues to cover and discussions to start… I am sure it’ll be fun :)