Beauty of Bokeh.

 

INCUBATION OF AN IDEA:

Once a girl was enjoying a mango, the pulp was sweet and juicy. At the end the mere seed was left in her hand. For long she looked at it and got flooded with so many thoughts, admiring the shape, the little budge and the slowly drying hair like fibers. She put it on the window slab. Slowly, it dried and from inside the seed started crackling. She sowed it to germinate.

THE FORMATION OF A BODY:

Her good friend, who had knowledge about plants saw the sapling of a good quality food, advised her that she should plant it properly for it to grow into a good tree giving fruits. True learning started to happen and with care and purpose the tree took a good shape. More learning happened about the amount of water that should be used to irrigate, and the medicinal spray that need to be applied for its good health. With the involvement of many individuals the tree grew up and the girl learnt a lot and was happy.

SEASON OF FRUIT:

Soon the tree was filled with promising flowers and a little shower from the sky made great fruits. The love and care by the girl and all those who were involved ensured that the fruits ripped properly.

MARKETPLACE:

Soon the professionals, those that mattered started evaluating the fruits and putting a price on the yield. The girl and the others involved felt happy with moistened eyes looking at all the appreciation the fruit they nurtured to grow for years was getting.

BENEFECIARY:

The first yield was sold out on the first day itself, much to the happiness of everyone, and then the next and it continued till the last mango fruit was sold out. People took Kilos, and basketfuls to their home and everyone ate it in their own style. Some annoyed that the one in their hand was very small, the others that it had not yet ripen enough, but at large all enjoyed it the way it was.

RECOGNTION:

No one actually bothers to look at the toil a founder and the volunteer makes for a purposeful concept, the hurdles they undergo to make things happen and the emotions involved. The comment about the fruit, if it is sweet or sour is liberally said with no pangs. Until one day, a committee of planters recognizes the efforts and honors the owner of the tree.

BEAUTY OF A BOKEH:
As usual, the selfless volunteers who remain as bokeh are the happiest.

SAGA OF A BLOOD DONOR

A Person:

As humans when we grow, we grow making and etching millions of memories and life stories. I love telling my own. When I was in the standard ten in school, I became the Chairman of Coimbatore’s elite Cosmo Jaycees’ youth club. It was a community based club and perhaps I was the youngest chairman in the history of this society. Someone suggested Blood Donation as our first project, and with 7 of my classmates, now members of the club donated blood for the first time. This was in the ear 1984 and the rest is history. Till date I have donated 143 times.

November of 2022 hit me hard, I was diagnosed with hive level of diabetics, and I lost my eye vision partially. I know I was not the first person on this planet to have got it, my mother and most in her family has it and Doctor’s said it is hereditary. I was never under bigger depression. I had to fight, took all the remedial methods, went with a strict diet, fitness regime and supported myself with the required medicines. I had to challenge this, not just for myself but for the mission I have in my life.

Today, after four months I have gradually come back, with diabetics in normal counts and visual acuity. What matters is not that I am back to normal levels of diabetics but I am able to donate my blood again.

A Donor:

Very few realize the efforts a blood donor puts in to make his donation. It is not just taking out a few notes of currency as donation and giving off. When a call is made, the donor plans the visit to the hospital of asking, adjusting his/her work schedule and spending a minimum of 2-3 hours of active life to donate and make sure that the person in need is served indeed. Leave alone the expenses incurred in travel which many a times are not less than 20+ kms both ways.  Add the most important fact that a voluntary donor has to live a pious life of not drinking and smoking for most of his life so that he/she can donate blood. The Gym goers have to give up practice for a few days, and all donors have to maintain food and liquid intake for at least 2 more days. A Donor will never talk about these.

The Society:

With one unit of blood now-a- days almost 5 people can benefit and if I have donated 143 times of full blood till date then I could have easily made 715 blood relatives and at least 3575 family members. What hurts me most is that the donors are taken for granted by the society and professionals. Where a donor’s hemoglobin should be the yardstick the call is made to fetch “MALE DONORS” presuming females not fit as they menstruate every 28 days.

The culture of Blood donation camp was started eons ago to motivate and create awareness of the process when the media and communication was farfetched. Today it is like milking the cow to fill the coffers of some so called reputed organizations. The Donors are called in like cattle and rarely respected or recognized.

Volunteer:

A motivated volunteer is always positive and does not wait for any recognition. They are the unsung heroes who stand when the near and dear ones of the patient dust their hands. I am appalled by the fact that there will be a crowd of family persons hunting for donors when a few of them can easily volunteer to give the replacement unit to the hospital.

Prayer:

Do not bleed them at commemorative camps, as young and first time donors are mostly gullible.

Respect and Recognize Blood Donors, now you know how much they go through to remain active donors.

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