Saturday, August 1, 2015

Story of two friends




Ramu and Raman* are two close friends who studied together in primary school in a village . Ramu , son of a farmer continued his studies to become agricultural graduate and settled  in village only . Raman , son of a businessman became an engineer , did MBA and settled in Mumbai .

Ramu has a small farm  earning just enough for his families’ livelihood .
Raman on the other hand is top executive in multinational firm , earns handsomely, has too many responsibilities. Due to work pressure he is constantly under tension .

After a decade , Raman developed diabetes and soon hypertension followed . He had to take eight different tablets to keep his blood pressure and diabetes under control .He soon got frustrated with the chain of events . He remembered his childhood friend Ramu and rushed to his village .
Ramu was very glad to see Raman, he gave a bear hug and both gossiped  under the banyan tree . At night both sat for dinner together .
Raman asked Ramu , “How much do you earn ?”
Ramu replied humbly , “ Just enough to keep my family going , few thousands , but its enough for us .”
Raman laughed at him , “ Only thousands ! I pay that much of tax every quarter . Well what do you drive ? ”
Ramu replied ,” I have a bullock cart and also a bicycle , but I prefer to walk ”
Raman gave him a sarcastic look , “ I always travel by Mercedes. You know it costs 40 lacs . And you know Ramu , I have a flat in 13th floor from where I can see Arabian sea all around . That flat costs two crores . ” Raman looked around with pride .
“ Bhai sahib , should I give you some more rice ? ” asked Ramu’s wife .
“ Oh no , my blood sugar will shoot up ”.
“ Then will you like to have jhunka bhakar , bhai sahib , and also have some baingan bharta with pickle.” , she asked again .
“ Oh no  bhabhi , my blood pressure will go up , already I am on 8 different drugs to control it . And pickle ! My doctor will go mad if he comes to know about nimbu achar . I am on antacids round the clock. ” said Raman .
After  dinner , Ramu offered him rus malai but Raman refused due to diabetes.
While departing , Raman invited Ramu and family to Mumbai . “ Why don’t you come and settle in Mumbai , Ramu ? I shall help you in starting a business there . There is lot of money in Mumbai. ”
“ Yah , there is , but you get diabetes , hypertension and acidity free with that money . What is the use of such money which prevents one from enjoying jhunka bhakar , nimbu achar , baigan bharta and rus malai ?” said bhabhi innocently .

Raman thought that how foolish these villagers are , while Ramu felt lucky that he did not settle in Mumbai !


( Names changed )

Does the Religions prohibit Organ Donation ?




‘ My religion is very simple , my religion is kindness ’- Dalai Lama

All the religions around the world have emphasized on importance of love , charity , sympathy and empathy . Donation of food , alms , cows and  land have been well documented in religious scriptures . The giving of an organ is an opportunity for generosity. The giving of part of one’s body to a person in need is an example of a very high level of generosity.

In Mahabharata , an incidence is mentioned wherein  Karna donated his life-saving Kavach to Indra as the later approached him as Brahmin  in disguise , knowing it  well that this would cause his death in the battle.

No religion is against organ donation. Centuries ago , when the religious scriptures were written , blood or organ donations were not invented but these have become a reality today. So we need to focus on stretching the spirit of donation to organ donation to save lives . The jest of the religious scriptures  is that the saving  of  life  overrides all objections . Organ donation is thus a greatest sacrifice one can do.

There are certain religious groups who believe that the God created them as whole and  they prefer to return to Him as whole. With this belief , many people  bury amputated limbs, foreskin from circumcision ,  amnion and placenta from delivery. This belief also prevent them from organ donation .

In Islam, religious leaders, ‘ustazs’ , ‘ulamas’ and mufti have different interpretations on organ donations , but all agree that holy book Koran does not forbid tissue donation.

‘MUFTI’  are experts in Islamic law qualified to give authoritative legal opinions know as fatwas. Mufti are appointed by government  to deal with Islamic matters. ‘FATWAS’ are religious rulings made by ‘Fatwa Committee’ as official stand by government  on various issues. ‘Fatwa Committee’ chaired by MUFTI includes prominent religious leaders, lawyers, doctors and other members of public. Fatwas are not legal binding. Often these religious leaders have come out with fatwas to donate organs . But  despite Fatwas,  people are often reluctant to donate organs.

A religious practice that often comes in the way of organ donations among different  communities is that a body must  be buried as soon as possible after death – the sooner the better usually less than 8 hours , often because of procedural delays it is not possible. If the officials co-operate then this delay is avoidable.

Christianity promotes organ donation. John Paul II  stated that ‘ We shall receive our supreme reward from God according to the genuine and effective love we have shown to our neighbor ’. Bible  states , “Give, and it will be given to you. A good measure, pressed down, shaken together and running over, will be poured into your lap. For with the measure you use, it will be measured to you.” (Luke 6 : 38).”

The attitude of Buddhism is in perfect agreement with organ and tissue donation; and in Buddhist Scriptures there are stories where donation of tissues have been referred to as an act of charity earning merits . In the Sutra of Golden Light, a Mahayana Sutra, where the Buddha in a previous lifetime (as a young prince) is said to have encountered a starving tigress and her cubs and killed himself in front of her to provide her with food .

What is important for a person at the time of death for a Buddhist is not the condition of their body but of their mind. A state of non-attachment to the body is desirable at this time, and this could be aided by the generosity involved in deciding that one’s body could be used to help others after death.

According to statistics provided by India’s Organ Retrieval Banking Organization, every year 1- 1.5 lakh kidneys are required in the country but only 3,500-4,000 are transplanted. At the same time 15,000-20,000 liver are required every year but only 500 are transplanted. If people donate the organs after death then these shortages will be overcome and many lives can be saved . We must realize that brain death is the reality today , once a persons’ brain is dead , he or she  ceases to survive .

As I leave this transient world
Let me kindle a ray of hope
In the eyes of those
Who can not see
A breeze of fresh air for those
Who can not breath
An  elixir of life for them
Whose kidneys have failed
Let my heart beat in those

Whose  heart is fluttering to stay alive .


On the occasion of  National Organ Donation Day, 6th August 2015

The Eternal Truth



This is a lovely world.
Its so beautiful 
The earth  , the sky , the rivers and ocean
The butterflies , koyal , the swine or a lion 
The people , some close , some distant 
I love you , I love you all 

In this universe 
There are so many stars 
So many Suns
The earth - a tiny planet among them 
So many continents 
So many nations 
A tiny India among them 
So may towns 
So many lanes , so many colonies 
So many apartments 
So many people 
So many families 
And among them , me, a small creature  
Oh how tiny I am 

My pride , my egos 
A feeling of superiority 
What do I own 
What do I possess 

Gradually the great time
Like sand 
Slipping  out of my palms  
The feeling of eternity 
Like a bubble 
Shall soon burst 
Meself a transient traveller 
In a transient world 

As I leave this beautiful world
Let me kindle a ray of hope
In the eyes of those
Who can not see
A breeze of fresh air for those
Who can not breath
A elixir of life for them
Whose kidneys have failed
Let my heart beat in those
Whose  heart is fluttering to stay alive 

As I become a memory 
Or not even that 
A dust 
Or not even that 
My 'I' breaks
My 'MY' dissolves

There remains 
The truth 
The awful naked truth 
The everchanging Universe 
And 
The mighty 'Time '.