Recovering from an operation which many people called
'major' I was most of the time thinking about the 'Lt Col' I mean the Surgeon
who performed it. Soft and gentle in approach, seeped in concern for pain and
alert in attempts to cure wounds and relieve the agony and stress-this is the
first impression one gets, at least I got it and instantly I knew that 'She was
the One, ordained to touch examine cut and treat my clayey self, bleeding
inside and causing pain...and so it happened and The Greatest The Almighty
showered His Mercy and sent 'healing'.
'I found the sacred link in this process, the hands that we
raise in prayer, the hands that we write with, some where the hands are killers
slappers murderers...but these hands were the healing hands and for me meant so
much more in relationship.
'My heart weeps and I ask myself, why do I cry? Someone
said, “The Doctor did her professional duty, no need to think beyond that”, but
I say, “No I found the Human Connection, the silent hidden ocean of devotion
and emotion' and when I chanced to hear Ms Lavinia Spalding on TED Forum on the
topic: “The Art of Travel Writing”, it was wonderful to hear her views,
guidelines and stories, expressing the key lines that, “one has to manufacture
the human connection” and this gave me deep satisfaction of being on the right
lines. To see my doctor surgeon as an affectionate human with spiritual patience,
I felt, I must acknowledge her work, care
and polite attitude even though I paid for the services.
I believe that affection and friendliness has no price and
is an inborn thing, not found in many people roaming on this beautiful planet.
We have to work on manufacturing lasting relationships with a deep spiritual
patience which nurtures compassionate attitudes.
I wish we were humans in the real sense with real care for
others for that is the true purpose of life.
