My Child My Care-giver

It has been years that I had suffered from right temporal lobe epilepsy.  Happy enough to have suffered only two attacks at which I was completely unconscious, the other times it was only mild like not being able to move my leg, repeated twitching of eyelid, numbness in the arm, hallucinations, and many more. With the help of medicine frequent attacks are prevented, although I was as if always half awake even during day time.

It was one of those days when I have experience some mild migraine-type headache. I was with my two and a half year old son, alone at home.

I would often say, “Son, I’m gonna lie down for a while because I have headache’’.

He would bow his head in agreement.

“Whenever you want to pee or use potty, you can let me know’” I added.

He would watch his favorite Television program without disturbing me.

But at times he would come to me and said, “Papa, you asleep?” and would touch my head.  When I told him that I’m not asleep, he would go back to watch TV again. After a while, he would come back with the same routine. It became his duty to look after me till I get better.

My son, my friend, and my caregiver!

Papa come Home soon

My wife and my son visited me in my hospital bed.  After curiously observing me for a while….

In my hospital bed with my son
In my hospital bed with my son

“Papa, I want to sleep in your arms please?” requested my son with great longing that can be seen in his eyes.

We took permissions from the staff concern.  And in a moment, my son was asleep in my arms.

“Papa I miss you so much, please come home now. Didn’t you miss me too?” he whispered in my ears.

“Miss you much more than you do, son.” I replied.

It broke my heart seeing him this way.  We missed each other a lot.   Sleepless nights are common in my hospital bed.  I’d been away from home for the last 20 days.  Unfortunately, I’d been hospitalised three times in  a span of 5 months for atleast 3 weeks stay in a row.

The visiting time was soon over.

“Papa, please come home soon,” said my child.

“Yes I will. Keep praying for my good health,” I said.

He really keeps praying for me.  At times, he would lay his small tiny hands on me and pray wholeheartedly for me.

The situation has been hard to bear.  But we need to follow the ordeal of life.  Unexpected turns are common in life.

The day I left my job to be with my son, I never thought such things are bound to happen.  But now, with nothing in hand I lay alone here in my hospital bed.

September 2015

Together We Will Live

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Whether we like it or not,

We live together on this earth.

Although hills and valleys keep us apart,

We look the same star on a starry night.

Whatever different our lives may be,

Together we will live.

 

As did the flowers need the rain,

We need abundant love from up above.

As we call upon His name,

He’ll lead us wherever we are.

Through joy and sorrow,

Together we will live.

 

How diverse may be our lives;

If we did walk together as one,

The world will become a better place.

Remain aloft as you can be;

You breathe the same air as mine,

Together we will live.

 

How I become A Stay-at-Home Dad

“This time I came home to not leave you alone, if that’s all possible”

I said to my one-year old son with tears dropping from my eyes. We hugged each other tightly.

On that fateful day, I did my Exit Interview in Local Head Office of my former employer. I told them I was happy to work with them for the years I’d been with them. That’s how my resignation was fully processed and accepted.

This is how it unfolded:

It’s been hard starting a family away from my hometown, with both parents working.  Our hometown was some 1500 odd miles away.  We could only arrange helper for few months after the birth our first baby.

We waited for first child for five years after our marriage.  Unable to arrange alternate ways, we discussed for long. It was then that we find someone had to sacrifice our current job and take care of our family.

I looked at my first-born child for long and decided I will take care of him, as best as I could. Taking into account our financial matters, the dice falls on me.

With great enthusiasm, I decided to turn my investments on our child.  All my time, my strength, and the wisdom gained so far.

Keeping on-hold or to never have the chance to satisfy my ambitious career, I sacrificed my prestigious job in the largest Public Sector Undertakings Bank in India abruptly.   Few times I had been selected as “Best Employee of the Month” during my time there.

Friends and dear ones warned, “You’d lose social respect or status.”  That seems true.  But this is the reality of life.

Now that’s how I become a fulltime Stay-at-Home Dad some years down the line.

That’s the career I chose for now, and as long as it takes.

Fishing with The Bible

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Fishing area

That sounds strange. Yes, and it is strange at first.

One evening Dad told we were going for fishing in a river not so far from our village. He told me to help while gathering tools for our fishing trip.

“Are we ready now?”  Dad asked smiling.

“Yes Daddy”

Can you please take your Bible along with you?

“Yes Daddy, but why?” I murmured.

“We might need it if we have a big catch,” he said hurriedly.

We trod down the narrow path in the dark for a while; we reached our target fishing spot in the river bay.  Daddy set up our fishing net and lay the bait.

Now we have to wait for a while.

“Where is your Bible? Read a portion of it.” He gave me the verses and added, “When I come back we will discuss what it wants to say and how far did you get.”

“Okay Dad.”

I lighted up the lantern and started reading. At that time, I just started reading books eagerly.

“We have a big catch,” Daddy says when he come back. “I laid some more bait,” he added.

Now that we are very happy counting our catch, we discussed my reading with great enthusiasm. That night still linger in my ear.  What a lovely and creative Dad I had!

Miss you Dad. See you in Heaven!

The Beatitudes*, part of the Sermon on the Mount was what we read that night.

*Matthew 5:3-11 (The Holy Bible)

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