Making a drop count.
Since childhood I have been very fond of doing well to the mankind. I know I don’t have best of the heart but still I always had this inclination in my mind to be useful for anyone someday, at least to one individual if not many. However I never used to get a chance to do something really great that people will call it a very humble and compassionate move.
Just to keep you all a bit informed that I don’t look like the healthiest of all. I have a feeble body according to my near and dear ones and I should never think of doing something like donating blood otherwise after taking my blood the doctors will have to donate 2 extra bottles of blood to me which they have taken from someone else.
Once upon a time I was returning home from office and was walking my way to metro station. It was evening 07:30 by my watch. It was all dark and crowded as I was passing the congested roads of CP market. On the corner of the road there was a set up of a blood donation camp (sponsored by some NGO, forgot the name). As I was on the phone so I didn't notice it. One handsome looking guy came in front of me and said, “Mam please donate blood, it will only take 5 min”. Bingo.... this was the moment I was waiting for. I was hesitant as it was late and dark. But still that young guy didn’t have to try very hard to convince me. I went inside the camp and people there told me to lie down on the stretcher. One younger looking guy came and he was looking like an intern. The only thing that made him look like a doctor was the stethoscope around his neck. I asked myself, “is he going to take my blood out of my body?”
I thought to myself, "Now is not the time to back out". I kept lying there and he started to inject me the injection and began the process of taking out my blood into a bottle. During the process he was making me involved in his not so interested talks so that I should not panic however he seemed more scared than me. I saw my red blood was traveling through the pipe into the bottle. Somewhere deep in my hearth I was feeling happy and lucky.
After the process was over I stood up and wanted to rush home but the people there stopped me and told me to take rest for some time. Thank God they stopped me because soon after the process I started feeling like vomiting and I vomited. Everybody who was attending other donors they left them and came to my rescue. Someone holding towel and someone holding plastic bag all came running towards me. After that I vomited again and the process continued... I thought that it was all because of that handsome looking guy. Neither he would have charmed me with his looks nor was I feeling awful after series of vomiting. Everyone started to console me and trying to make me believe that it was natural and there was no need to panic but their panicked expressions were showing some other picture. Anyways I was not scared rather I was thinking that would I be returning home vomiting all over the places. They gave me juice, apple, biscuits to eat for energy booster. I finished two small tetra packs of juices and ate several biscuits. I enjoyed the attention that I was getting. Everyone around me was serving me as if I am the princess who has just landed to heaven. I ate, ate and ate. I wanted to tell them to go and attend rest of the patients who were watching me with glued eyes, but I didn't utter anything. Lagey raho … Lagey raho… !!!
Bahut hogaya pampering and all, time to go. I was feeling better and decided to make a move. They also gave me gift as the token of appreciation. Gift!!!! wow.... Ek baar aur khoon lelo yaar! Gift wrapped in the wrapping paper was so tempting, I wanted to tear the paper right there and see what is inside but...I resisted again. I was feeling dizzy but was also feeling a sense of self admiration, happy and excited. I did what I always wanted to do. It was a great feeling. I landed up home safely and am still alive after approx 1 year of this incident.
So people!! extending your helping hand to others in any way is a feeling beyond comparison to anything. Am not telling you to hurt yourself in the process but world is a small group of people, they should help each other, stay together happy and spread happiness. Staying happy is so much fun. Do good to people and they reciprocate the same with interest.... how??? wait for my next blog.
