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Got this from good friend (and a regular reader, Srihari). Sharing it with you all :-

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One day, a poor boy who was selling goods from door to door to pay his way through school, found he had only one dime left, and he was hungry.

He decided he would ask for a meal at the next house. However, he lost his nerve when a lovely young woman opened the door.

Instead of a meal he asked for a drink of water!  She thought he looked hungry so brought him a large glass of milk. He drank it slowly, and then asked, “How much do I owe you?”

You don’t owe me anything,” she replied. “Mother has taught us never to accept pay for a kindness.”

He said … “Then I thank you from my heart.”

As Howard Kelly left that house, he not only felt stronger physically, but his faith in God and man was strong also. He had been ready to give up and quit.

Many year’s later that same young woman became critically ill. The local doctors were baffled. They finally sent her to the big city, where they called in specialists to study her rare disease.

Dr. Howard Kelly was called in for the consultation. When he heard the name of the town she came from, a strange light filled his eyes.

Immediately he rose and went down the hall of the hospital to her room.

Dressed in his doctor’s gown he went in to see her. He recognized her at once.

He went back to the consultation room determined to do his best to save her life. From that day he gave special attention to her case.

After a long struggle, the battle was won.

Dr. Kelly requested the business office to pass the final bill to him for approval. He looked at it, then wrote something on the edge, and the bill was sent to her room. She feared opening it, for she was sure it would take the rest of her life to pay for it all. Finally she looked, and something caught her attention on the side of the bill. She read these words …

“Paid in full with one glass of milk”

(Signed) Dr. Howard Kelly.

Tears of joy flooded her eyes as her happy heart prayed: “Thank You, God, that Your love has spread broad through human hearts and hands.”

There’s a saying which goes something like this: Bread cast on the water comes back to you. The good deed you do today may benefit you or someone you love at the least expected time. If you never see the deed again at least you will have made the world a better place – And, after all, isn’t that what life is all about?

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It is, indeed 🙂

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Scene 1 :-

Me : RS, come and have food.

RS : Nai!!

Me : You come here right this minute.

RS : (louder) NAI!!

Me : You come here this minute or I’ll call the Bow-wow (dog 😀 )

(RS scampers up to me and opens her mouth for her food).

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Scene 2 :-

Me : (trying to make SS sleep) Close your eyes and sleep now.

SS : ( getting up defiantly) abababa kapuki-kapuki bum bum lakalaka.

Me : Stop talking and sleep now.

SS : (laughing loudly)

Me : (very stern) You sleep right now or I’ll call the old-man (totally fictional)

(SS leaps on the pillow and squeezes his eyes shut.)

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The above two techniques are rather sneaky, I confess , but it has made me wonder about what exactly is fear. I know that children are born fearless. Babies left in a dark room would rarely , if ever cry. They would lie there on the bed, looking up at the ceiling and cooing to themselves.

A toddler will not think twice before shoving their hand into a dog’s mouth or putting their fingers into a socket or jumping off heights. They are born fearless. When exactly is it, that they start experiencing fear?

A long time ago, when we were kids and refused to sleep, a dark ghost used to visit us and we (me and bags) would scream our hearts while trying to hide in the pleats of Mom’s saree. Much later, we found out that the ghost was Dad with a black army blanket over his head 😀 . I can laugh over my silliness now, but back then, I was spooked out of my skin!!

Dad had his own ideas on getting rid of fear in us (yeah, first he instilled it and then he tried to get rid of it. Go figure  😀 !!). He used to bring video cassettes of horror films, exclusively for our viewing. We had our fair share of “Halloween“, “The Evil Dead” and “A Nightmare on Elm Street“.  It didn’t help that most of the times, we used to live in single army bungalows, separated from the rest with a large compound. Even if we screamed loud, I doubt our nearest neighbours would have even heard us!! We used to be petrified for days after each viewing, but after a few days , dad would ask us if anything untoward had happened yet. We would reply in the negative until finally, one day, it dawned on us that, maybe, just maybe, that spooky thing under the bed didn’t really exist. That there were no creepy ghosts under the bed (or behind the cupboard) who wanted to skin us alive and rip off our innards !! That there were very few paranoid men out there who killed people just for the pleasure of it. And surely, such paranoid men would NEVER venture anywhere close to an army establishment 😀 .

Bags was out of the scary mode the quickest. Bro, of course, was rarely scared in the first place. Aapa still refuses to watch horror films. As for me, well, I think I never thought of myself as an easily frightened person,even when I watched a CD of the film “Bhoot” all alone at home, that too, in the night. Once the film got over, I got into bed and peacefully slept it off. It surprised me that I wasn’t wide awake, trying to imagine spirits flitting about. All my friends had claimed it to be a super scary film. But then, on reflection, I realized that I’d actually stopped being scared a long time before that. Ghost stories don’t worry me. I’ve developed a stern belief that there is no such thing as a visible ghost. There may (or may not) be spirits flitting about, but I’m sure they have their own share of worries to tend to, rather than adding to mine 😀 . As for the men, well, I confess that my balcony door was open throughout my stay alone. I never locked it 😐 .

I was discussing horror films with the BF the other day, when he mentioned that if you set the sound on mute, you would never feel the thrill of fear while watching a horror movie. And you know what?? Its true!! There is hardly any movie which can scare the wits off you in silent mode (there are exceptions, though. Anyone seen “Rosemary’s Baby” ??). It’s the sound, the eerie howl in the background, which actually makes our skin crawl (and yeah, also the element of surprise, where the camera lingers casually over a scene and suddenly , something pops up in front of the camera.  But if you mute that scene, it wouldn’t surprise you much!!). The Ramsay brothers cashed in on it for years. And now we have Ram Gopal Varma and his troupe doing the honours 😀 . Horror films today are seriously not worth their salt. I’ve seen kids flocking the multiplexes to catch the latest horror film. In our days (yeah, a seriously long time back), this premise was unheard of!!

Coming back to my kids, its easy to get them to have their food or go to sleep with the threat of strange boogeymen hiding in dark corners. There was a time when RS could be left alone in a dark room and she would stay still till her eyes adjusted to the dark . Then she would start exploring the room in the dark. She didn’t fear the darkness. But now, both the twins refuse to venture anywhere close to a room where the lights are not switched on. I just have to say “Boo”, to make SS leap into my arms and hold on tight, his little heart thudding a loud pattern through his shirt!!

And we (me and the BF) now regret ever using the fear technique to make the kids do our bidding (though, in all fairness, it was supposed to be for their own good!!).  But now that our good intentions have backfired, how do I undo the damage??  How do I once again, get them back to their fearless selves? Because, isn’t fear an instilled emotion? If we can put it into their mind, can’t we also remove it? Any pointers on how we can repair their broken fearlessness??

The only positive outcome is that the kids eat their meals on time and hop off to bed when we tell them to. Thank God for small blessings 🙂 .

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