A beautiful Hindi song from the movie 2 states..
This song is my recent love, "Mann mast magan, mann mast magan" which translates to "My crazy heart, my crazy heart"... the lyrics are beautiful and the meaning is cute, but my blog today is not about my recent love..
I met my mentee today for the first time, she is on probation one, failed two papers in her previous semester. A confident girl, spoke well and with a lovely smile. She didn't look like the lost child, I knew there's more to her. I looked at her results, she almost failed her English paper, that was my 1st trigger something else is happening in her life as she spoke well.
We started a conversation, asked how are classes and her academic background. A Convent girl, ah, my alma mater, a good start... She said she had no time to study, I waited for her to continue, said her dad is not well. He just came out from his 2nd surgery....he is a stage 4 cancer patient, had a tumor...brain...doctors told the family that he has not much time to live. Her mom is a homemaker, her elder brother is the sole breadwinner, working as technician in Singapore, younger brother in college as well. She works part time in a tuition centre to complement her fees and expenses at home. She said all these with a smile, not a single tear and I was sitting opposite of her, holding back my tears. We made an appointment, to meet next Wednesday, to chat and find out how we can make this work.
After she left, I smiled. I was being a drama queen, cryingla, bitchingla, sadla etc. and here walks in a young girl, knowing her time with her dad is limited, burdened with financial issues, unsure what is going to happen to her and her family and suddenly all my issues in life became so insignificant...everything came to a perspective..
I can hear you loud and clear Krishna, I got my senses back. Time and time again you send someone to remind me there's more to life. I hope and pray I can play a tiny part in this girl's life, to bring her a bit of comfort and to guide her to walk steadily in her path.
I take for granted what I have in life, most of the time, all of us do that, we whine and whimper over small matters...when out there, someone is in the midst of a storm...
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