Sunday 13 September 2015

An act of kindness

Hello there and Happy late Sunday!

I once watched a video on YouTube about a social experiment, performed by an actor. He put red stains all over his shirt and lay on the streets of Delhi to see how many people would actually come and rescue him. He lay there for apparently 40 minutes and as an expected end to the story, nobody ever helped him up, despite them encircling around him. That sounds obvious, doesn't it? So did that ever make you think about what you really live for? No, really-just go ahead and think for a while. Your family? Your income? Your children? Yourself? 

Well, it seems like a combination of all these things, doesn't it? Well that's the point till where we think. But tell you what, there's one thing much beyond that..humanity. Have you ever thought how this world began? Or how it functions everyday? Everything that happens in this world is a repercussion of our actions-whether positive or negative. It is scientifically proven that everything in this world is relative. Everything. Like, if you tore your favorite pair of socks today, it is because an elephant in Hartbeespoortdam, South Africa, sneezed a thousand years ago. Not joking! You can look it up! O.K so my point is, in this world where we think fate rules our lives more than any government ever can, I think we can design our fate. Your actions can influence the life of another person entirely! Can you imagine the advantages of that? What if we all chose to do things that benefit others too, and not just ourselves? Imagine if every person, would act or do at least one positive deed to one person everyday, this would be a whiter globe. As impossible as it sounds, it is a highly contagious aspect. Anyway, as selfish and egoistic as man is, there is always an spark of humanity in him that he is probably not aware of, and that can make his life much better.
All of us are familiar with the Syrian war crisis and how innumerable people from the country and borders seek critical help-women and children included. Let me give you a piece of an article I read recently of a Doctor from a Private hospital in Syria:

"Our village is overwhelmed with thousands of displaced people from all over Homs. They ran away from death, but are now under siege. Our small field hospital was set up to treat the wounded, but with time and because of the siege we now see many children, pregnant mothers, and elderly patients. It’s too dangerous to cross the checkpoints to government hospitals, and many of our patients would rather take the chance of the limited treatment available in North Homs than risk the journey. There are lots of gaps: maternal health care is very limited, and there are only two orthopedic and four general surgeons for around 350,000 people. I’m a general surgeon myself and we rotate among the few field hospitals in North Homs, wherever we are needed, working long hours for very little pay.

Many tireless volunteers support the running of the field hospitals. They don’t have degrees, but they have war experience. It’s impossible for us to get medicine in any official way. Even basic supplies are scarce, so we started making our own handmade gauze. We make very little, but it’s better than nothing. Blood bags and anesthetics are virtually impossible to procure; people risk their lives to carry small amounts. Vaccinations used to be allowed in, but for the last four months even this wasn’t possible.


Flour and yeast are forbidden; the checkpoints allow eight loaves of bread at a time. We use whatever grains are available—it no longer tastes like bread but we eat it. Whatever is available on the market is so expensive, up to four or five times what it used to cost before the war. Even those who had a little money before don’t have much left now. Electricity and clean water are considered luxuries." 


We, at our homes, are probably sitting on our couches watching T.V with our legs on the table in front of us and a bowl of popcorn in hand. So you might think that there's no way that what we, in India, can do anything that could help Syria. You're right, we can't. But the purpose behind me quoting that article is to bring to your notice the need for humanity! No one can ever survive completely on their own. We need to be dependent on someone at some point of our lives. We never try to help people at the cost of our comforts. My father never hesitates to help anyone who's in need of it, even at the cost of his own comfort. He once put away all his important work to help a family member. He would be so involved in it that he lost his sleep, his diet would not be proper and he had no time to spare for himself. So one day at dinner, I asked him why was he so persistent upon helping them, and what he gained from it. "They're not going to help you when you're in need! So stop straining yourself over it, dad!", was what I said. His response was thus:

"How many types of people live in this world? (and obviously before I could answer, he said). Only one. Those are the people who help other people. Those are the ones who believe that whatever we do, in the end, affects the people around them, and keeping that in mind, they always try to make positive influences to their surroundings. The others just exist and I do not want to call them "people". If you survive to develop a positive cycle of actions around you, I believe that that's when you have the right to live. And always remember, when you show an act of kindness to others through help, it always finds a way to come back to you."
Since then, I've never thought twice about helping people who truly deserve it, and that feeling itself is what is worth living for. 
SO, the whole point of this is that you realize that there is no point in thinking 'why' must we help, because humanity can never give you side effects. Plus, your act of kindness today might be that spark of revolution which might stop the suffering of several innocent people out there in refuge, who have an equal right to life.

BORING, was it? I hope not because there's more coming up about this Syrian crisis and what I think about the way those refugees are treated in Europe in the post for next week(or if I get lazy again, the week after that!). K BYE and wish me good luck-just don't ask why, do it! Please!(As an act of kindness!!!).