It’s been long since I have posted anything in here. The reason being, that I was way too engrossed in a lot of things around my work, family and travel. Also, let me admit that there wasn’t a topic that was coming in my mind to write something upon. Even today I have nothing, or let me put it in this way, I am confused about what to write and where to begin.
Last three weekends have been a hell ride, almost on each weekend we (I and Nidhi) were traveling nothing less then 800 kms. First weekend saw us travel to Thirumala for darshan of Lord Venkateshwara Swami. It was long due as Nidhi had requested Him for this marriage to happen (Read my previous posts to find out the reason). Second weekend there was a ritual back home at Kota and we traveled almost entire stretch of the country to reach there for two days!!.
The third weekend: - In most bizarre of incidences, mom met with an accident just the very next day (Monday) we had returned from home. She was lucky enough to survive and get away with some bruises and a hair line fracture on her color bone. Though she also had a head injury but that proved more of a cut then of anything serious. All we could do is pray and pray hard for God had saved her big time. The place where the accident occurred was one of the busiest areas of town with Trucks and Lorries plying every minute.
Dad called us at night 9pm when the accident had happened at 2 pm. Another example of how much panic had created there. If I know dad, he appears to be cool while he looses it with in himself. So he has to fight a double fight, one with the outer world and one with himself. Reason, he loves mom more than she thinks or more than anyone of us can even claim to know. He never shows it, may be he believes man shouldn’t be emotional or something of the sorts.
I almost lost it, so did munnu. It took lot of efforts from Nidhi to calm us both down and make us think how best and fast can we do something about it. What followed was a series of phone calls to ascertain the situation back home. Needless to say, we couldn’t sleep properly.
Next day was quiet important in office, one client call was pending for long and pressure was mounting. I couldn’t hold my head steady since the time I walked in office. I had no idea as what can I do sitting about 2500 kms from home. Being eldest ideally it is my responsibility to be with dad at this hour of crisis. In came a call from Nidhi and all she said was, check tickets coz we need to travel. This marked a change of behavior in me. Generally the logical in me takes control over the emotional me and I refrain from showing my emotions (read what I wrote about dad). Nidhi helped me over come that threshold with in. I booked the tickets and we were off in a flash for Kota. Again it took a lot of effort from Nidhi to keep me cool. She kept me busy over lot of small things on the airport thereby not letting me think about the event.
We reached jaipur and were off to Kota almost immediately. Another round of struggle in bus, this time the roles shifted, I was keeping Nidhi cool as she was growing anxious. We reached Kota at 5 am and were at home by 5:20 am. Almost immediately we were with mom. Next thing we saw was that she starts to cry, enough to blow my head. Nidhi again pitched in with her thoughts.
What followed for next four days was me getting to see a new Nidhi. At one hand she continued her regular schedule of teasing (in her pursuit of keeping me cool) while on the other hand she was like another mother balancing life between cooking food for the entire house to taking stock of medicines for mom. Such was the balance that even for a single minute we never came to believe that the lady of house is on bed. Indeed wonderful!!.
Cheenu joined us the next day and then mom’s recovery got sped up. The very next day we saw a different person in Mom. Suddenly she wanted to get up from bed and go about doing her regular household work. Everyone was happy all oozing with energy and sole thing being that everyone wanted mom to be good the very moment.
Mom happens to be fine now and she is on her path of getting recovered. But before I close down on this piece I need to summarize a few things: -
1) Your parents need you, no matter where you are and how much you earn, just ensure that you are with them when they need you the most.
2) Often I have heard that Mother-in-laws and Daughter-in-laws don’t get along well, my understanding got changed this time. It has to be from both sides and slightly more from the DIL’s side.
3) When in crisis, take a deep breath before u run in for any decision, this has a particular reference and need not be discussed in here.
4) Son is important, but Daughter-in-law is more important, best if all the mothers love their daughter-in-laws.
All in all, it was bizarre but I came to know a whole new Nidhi. Best is that she has enough power to help me over come my thresholds. What I have witnessed in last one week, is a visual proof of how things can change if we really want them to.
This blog might appear a lot meaning less to you, but its only for a few to appreciate it. And yes, with this last week one person has grown in her stature for me and that’s my lovely wife… Nidhi… Thanks for coming in my life and yes I Love you chotu.. :-)
