The last two days have been very traumatic. I watched the news in horror…pain…helplessness. I went through a whole range of emotions…till I could watch no more and had to shut the TV. And the question that kept hammering in my head is - Why? What kind of sick mind do these people have…those who plan such cold blooded murders…and I don’t believe they have any cause. No cause can be worth this kind of senseless killing. The bombs killed people…people of different faiths, caste, sex and age…it wasn’t discriminating or selective. I can’t even bring myself to write about this without tears and deep sense of rage.
And the way people lived through this nightmare and lived to tell us the horror…is something unbelievable…yet so real. That’s the way to show these cold blooded killers that no matter what they keep planning and executing, people will live through it. It won’t break our spirits…it won’t stop the living from living. We can’t change what’s happened but we can pray for the one’s who died and in living and moving on I think we prove to those gone that they did not die in vain. We show the sick killers that we will not succumb to the terror and fear they want us to live with…
*sigh*… like I told Keshi in my reply to her comment on the last post that although it is a relief to know that those I know in Mumbai are fine, it doesn’t make me feel any better and I’m still left with the anger and pain at the thought of so many others who lost loved ones. I hope and pray they find the courage to live through this…
I had planned to put up a post today…planned it many weeks back. I could put it up tomorrow but it’s going to be a busy day. And I don’t get time during the weekend to be online either. This post is special and means a lot to me…because it describes one of the most memorable days of my life…and a day I will be celebrating again in a few days from now…a very happy and joyous occasion for me and my family. I just wish it had been happier times all around us too…well, such is life…
I am hoping as u read this post, u can sense why that day was so special to me and why like in the tragic circumstances above, the memories of that day leave me in tears but these are tears of joy…of awe….or love…
"18th July 2001…Around 10 in the morning…"
Just into the 9th month of my pregnancy…I walk into my doc’s clinic for my check up and inform her that her recommended dose of castor oil (ugghhh!) did nothing to induce labor!! An ultrasound the previous day had caused a heated debate between my doc and both my moms (my mom & maa-in-law). The reports had suggested that Vedant was all set to greet the world…way ahead of the expected due date 6th august! The doc suggested waiting another week but both moms’ were against that…as they feared more complications. I was already suffering from “gestational diabetes” and a stress test showed that the baby was in stress…
My doc wasn’t the least bit amused but simply said, “We’ll get the baby out at 2pm today”
2pm!! I was shocked…I protested meekly, “But you said 6th August & its just 18th July. My dad’s getting to town in time for 6th…everything’s been planned for August!”
Oh well, the rest of the day remains quite vague to me…checking in at the hospital…getting ready for surgery…the operation theatre…masked surgeons…the shot in my arm and the last thing I remember is hearing my doc tell the anesthetist, “Doctor, I’ll need your help here. This is a big baby!” ... and then I went blank….
I’m coming out of a deep tunnel…a voice calls out, “Wake up ma’am. It’s a boy!” I look at the masked face, I smile and I space out again…
I’m drowsy. I see my mom, mamma, and my aunt. And even in this crazy drowsy state I notice Rajiv’s missing!!
“Where’s Rajiv?” I ask my mom and hear her say, “He’s got fever...103 and is in bed. The bed booked for you!” I look at her, “What?? Get him out!!”…and I blank out again!!!
*sigh*…I wake up later in the evening to a lot of smiles, excited conversation and a beaming Rajiv telling me how tiny baby’s hands and feet are! How red his face is!
But where is he? Where’s my baby?? Why isn’t he here with me??
Hours pass and I get more and more restless. Finally, a doctor walks in and introduces himself as the pediatrician. He sits down to explain how Vedant would have to be monitored for sometime as he had very low blood sugar and had to be given an IV drip. My heart sank…But I knew I could and I must trust this man who sat across me.
Next evening, I saw my baby for the first time…a cute red, blotchy face…a whole lot of hair on his lil head, already seeking out his thumb to suck and a wail that resounded all around the clinic! And as I held him in my arms and watched him sleep, I knew…life would never be the same again…from this day forward, my life would always be about him, for him…because of HIM!:-) ... I can't believe 5 years have passed since that day and it's time again to celebrate yet another fun filled birthday!!!...
And the way people lived through this nightmare and lived to tell us the horror…is something unbelievable…yet so real. That’s the way to show these cold blooded killers that no matter what they keep planning and executing, people will live through it. It won’t break our spirits…it won’t stop the living from living. We can’t change what’s happened but we can pray for the one’s who died and in living and moving on I think we prove to those gone that they did not die in vain. We show the sick killers that we will not succumb to the terror and fear they want us to live with…
*sigh*… like I told Keshi in my reply to her comment on the last post that although it is a relief to know that those I know in Mumbai are fine, it doesn’t make me feel any better and I’m still left with the anger and pain at the thought of so many others who lost loved ones. I hope and pray they find the courage to live through this…
I had planned to put up a post today…planned it many weeks back. I could put it up tomorrow but it’s going to be a busy day. And I don’t get time during the weekend to be online either. This post is special and means a lot to me…because it describes one of the most memorable days of my life…and a day I will be celebrating again in a few days from now…a very happy and joyous occasion for me and my family. I just wish it had been happier times all around us too…well, such is life…
I am hoping as u read this post, u can sense why that day was so special to me and why like in the tragic circumstances above, the memories of that day leave me in tears but these are tears of joy…of awe….or love…
"18th July 2001…Around 10 in the morning…"
Just into the 9th month of my pregnancy…I walk into my doc’s clinic for my check up and inform her that her recommended dose of castor oil (ugghhh!) did nothing to induce labor!! An ultrasound the previous day had caused a heated debate between my doc and both my moms (my mom & maa-in-law). The reports had suggested that Vedant was all set to greet the world…way ahead of the expected due date 6th august! The doc suggested waiting another week but both moms’ were against that…as they feared more complications. I was already suffering from “gestational diabetes” and a stress test showed that the baby was in stress…
My doc wasn’t the least bit amused but simply said, “We’ll get the baby out at 2pm today”
2pm!! I was shocked…I protested meekly, “But you said 6th August & its just 18th July. My dad’s getting to town in time for 6th…everything’s been planned for August!”
Oh well, the rest of the day remains quite vague to me…checking in at the hospital…getting ready for surgery…the operation theatre…masked surgeons…the shot in my arm and the last thing I remember is hearing my doc tell the anesthetist, “Doctor, I’ll need your help here. This is a big baby!” ... and then I went blank….
I’m coming out of a deep tunnel…a voice calls out, “Wake up ma’am. It’s a boy!” I look at the masked face, I smile and I space out again…
I’m drowsy. I see my mom, mamma, and my aunt. And even in this crazy drowsy state I notice Rajiv’s missing!!
“Where’s Rajiv?” I ask my mom and hear her say, “He’s got fever...103 and is in bed. The bed booked for you!” I look at her, “What?? Get him out!!”…and I blank out again!!!
*sigh*…I wake up later in the evening to a lot of smiles, excited conversation and a beaming Rajiv telling me how tiny baby’s hands and feet are! How red his face is!
But where is he? Where’s my baby?? Why isn’t he here with me??
Hours pass and I get more and more restless. Finally, a doctor walks in and introduces himself as the pediatrician. He sits down to explain how Vedant would have to be monitored for sometime as he had very low blood sugar and had to be given an IV drip. My heart sank…But I knew I could and I must trust this man who sat across me.
Next evening, I saw my baby for the first time…a cute red, blotchy face…a whole lot of hair on his lil head, already seeking out his thumb to suck and a wail that resounded all around the clinic! And as I held him in my arms and watched him sleep, I knew…life would never be the same again…from this day forward, my life would always be about him, for him…because of HIM!:-) ... I can't believe 5 years have passed since that day and it's time again to celebrate yet another fun filled birthday!!!...
Happy Birthday Baby….Happy Birthday Anitej Vedant :-)…We Love You Always!
The music playing is “Sleeping Child” by Michael Learns to Rock ... the song is not just for my baby but for everyone. Read the lyrics and you'll know how the song talks of peace and love...
“The milky way upon the heavens
is twinkling just for you
and Mr. Moon he came by
To say goodnight to you
I’ll sing for you…I’ll sing for mother
we’re praying for the world
And for the people everywhere
gonna show them all we care
Oh my sleeping child the world’s so wild
But you’ve built your own paradise
that’s one reason why I’ll cover you sleeping child
If all the people around the world
They had a mind like yours
We’d have no fighting and no wars
There would be lasting peace on earth
If all the kings and all the leaders
Could see you here this way
They would hold the earth in their arms
They would learn to watch you play
Oh my sleeping child the world’s so wild
But you’ve built your own paradise
that’s one reason why I’ll cover you sleeping child
I’m gonna cover my Sleeping child
Keep you away from the world so wild”
Ps: The other post related to my pregnancy is here!! And put in more pics in my other blog "My pics"
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