Wednesday, December 25, 2013


I get to travel a lot around the city as a part of my new job.

Bangalore is a huge city.

There are places here that I didn’t know existed, this I say with a tongue in my cheek.
I have lived here all my life, my lack of knowledge of the place where I live is my own doing.

Spending close to a couple of hours on the road everyday offers me a chance to see the city in a way I have never seen it before.

I wish there was some device that I could be attached to my spectacle frame so that I can capture the beautiful sights I see all around me.

Wait a minute! Beautiful sights ?

Are you still talking about Bangalore city man? You may want to ask me.

Let me clarify myself, I’m not talking about the lakes in our city that are all almost gone or the gardens and the parks that are under constant threat. I am also not referring to the long lines of traffic piled up on every junction, the construction work at every corner that never seems to end, or the small blotches of the blackish phlegm I cough up every time I return home from a ride on my bike thanks to all the polluted air i have inhaled over the course of the day.

As I write this post from my clinic in the middle of the city surrounded by a concrete jungle I’m hinting at some of those things I see every once in a while that makes me want to pause and absorb the moment in for just a little while longer before it passes.

Just yesterday morning on my way to work I saw one of the cutest things I have seen in a long time.
A father was driving his daughter to school on his scooter.

The daughter, the prettiest little girl was gripping her father from the back seat, burying her chubby face into his back, trying to fall asleep least bothered about the world around her, there was a sense of peace, satisfaction and safety in her sleepy face that occasional turned from one side to the other reflecting most undoubtedly the unblemished trust she had in her father.

As her tiny fingers held on to her dad I knew that in her little mind she knew without a shadow of a doubt that her father will keep her safe no matter what trouble came along their way.

I drive along and a few kilometers later I see my favorite couple of all time.

Mr and Mrs. Brown.

Mr. Brown (yes, that’s actually his name) is an 85 year old ex army man who lives at Vidyaranyapuram, Every morning he takes a walk with his wife who is also in her early 80’s.

After my wrist watch ceased working for the 100th time this year I stopped wearing watches altogether, and yet I know I am on time whenever I see this couple walking down the road.

Not a wise thing to set your days timing in accordance with the morning walk of an elderly couple Thomas you may suggest. But trust me when I say this, they are never late, never.

But wait, its not their strict adherence to time that piques my interest.

Its something else.

Mr. Brown walks with a stick his son gifted him on his 80th birthday, How do I know this ? He regularly checks his blood sugars at our lab and he is quite the conversationalist.

He takes measured steps when he walks, leaning on his stick from time to time, Mrs Brown walks beside him she is always holding his arm, sometimes gently resting her cheek on his drooping shoulder, wearing the same expression as the child on the scooter on her wrinkled yet beautiful face.

She doesn’t trust in anyone as much as she does in her 85yr old husband to whom she has been married for 52 years.

It warms my heart every time I see them.

Today is Christmas.

In the birth of Jesus lies another perfect example of pure undeterred trust.

Jesus came into the world knowing full well that his father had a plan that would save mankind but put him through unimaginable pain and suffering, but he went through it all, he trusted his dad, and everything worked out just fine.

I know trusting someone without fear, without doubt can be very difficult, especially in today’s world where everyone is trying to get ahead at any cost even if it means having to steal, cheat, show no remorse for our mistakes, no guilt for our wrongdoing, and no mercy for the weak and the ones without help.

It may lead us to believe that life as a whole is tedious and monotonous, where good people always finish last and we are all just ebbing away as days go past.

Well while life may seem so bleak it is not so.

My Christmas message to you all is this –

"You were made for a reason, and your life no matter who you are or where you’re from or what you do is not without meaning or purpose".

I know it’s true….Just, trust me !

Wish You All A Very Merry Christmas and A Blessed New Year !

Your’s truly