Why a Loved one becomes a Body?
We are born out of love, this is what we are told of when we were little kids, remember when we asked our mother or our father that.
Mummy Mummy suno na bache kaise paida hote hai(mummy please listen how are children born), then our mother/father used to reply like “Beta,ek pari aati hai aur mummy ke pet mei bacha rakh kar chali jaati hai”(an angel comes and places the child in your mother’s womb).
Such a cute answer and probably an awww moment for the present generation.
We in Indian society find love everywhere, or at least I did.
My parents had a love marriage, they love each other, and we are told that family is of the ultimate importance part in your life, that even if nobody is there your family will be there for you.
We search for love in probably everything, we look for a lovely toy when are kids, then a lovely pretty neighborhood girl, whom we love to see every morning.
Sometimes we love to,being loved by our teachers, friends our lovely pets even Mother Nature.
So as to say if you are not so practical and you operate even with a bit of a heart in India,then you are genetically designed to seek for love.
But what happens suddenly one day that our loved ones just turns out to be a body?
It doesn’t matter what the relation we shared with that particular person it doesn’t matter that whether the person was our mother, father, sister, brother, wife, girlfriend or anyone else.
Why people refer to it as your mother’s body, father’s body?
Why just it can’t be my mother or my father or my brother?
Why suddenly when the person is no more between us why is he a body only?
where are our feelings, emotions, love, care or whatever we said we did for the person?
Let me tell you all a small story
A friend of mine, whom I refer to as Vishal,he lives in a city in Maharashtra and he is a really great friend of mine, his younger brother was admitted into the hospital on complaint of stomach ache.
so he went to see his brother and stayed with him in the hospital entire night, he told me that at the middle of the night his brother was not well and by morning he turned critical, the name of his brother is Sameer, till the time he was not declared medically no more, everyone in the hospital refereed to his brother as Sameer while he was a living being.
But as the saddest news reached the ears of my friend Vishal, and it was not even an hour past he got the news about his brother, his “BROTHER SAMEER WAS NO LONGER SAMEER HE HAS BECOME A BODY”.
Now everyone who just an hour ago was referring to his brother as Sameer,referenced him as a body.
But that was not it, then came the toughest part of the entire ordeal, explaining to everyone what has happened to Sameer.
And the people who used to say that Sameer bhaiya(bhaiya means “ELDER BROTHER”) is their best friend asked Vishal that: – “where is Sameer’s body”?
Why they just couldn’t ask “where is Sameer?” & “when you guys will be taking him home?”
Isn’t he your friend anymore? Or can’t you love him anymore?
Then why he is a body, why no more the different alias you called him with, why suddenly Sameer became Sameer’s body?
It was not only friends who changed it was the relatives too.
Not only the people who were in distance relations, but even close relatives or family members rendered Sameer bhaiya as sammer’s body.
How come years of love & care become so much hollow that we are not even calling him by his name.
“IT SEEMS THAT SAMEER IS NO MORE A HUMAN HE HAS BECOME AN OBJECT”
I agree we are becoming practical every day of our lives, and that we don’t have a place for emotion.
But at the same time we say that we love our loved ones, then why such a hypocrisy between our words and our feelings.
Are we cheating our soul for our words?
Even the family members forgot that he was Sameer not Sameer’s body.
But there was just one guy in the entire funeral of Vishal’s brother, who called Sameer by an alias.
That is when I realized that there are people who really love others.
he was not a family member, neither was a known friend of Sameer bhaiya, he was a friend of him, but the only one who didn’t referred Sameer as Sameer’s body.
For him Sameer was the same as he was before i.e. his friend, his dear one.
(I am welcome to your opinions. you can connect with me on twitter at @anurag_manik: email:-firstname.lastname@example.org)
(my blog is not a typical blog so grammar is not taken care of, i write from my heart not out of grammar, and the story here is a real life observation )