Anastasia Awakens

This is an exceptionally heart-rendering article by a fellow blogger. Words fail to describe it.. I guess you must start reading right away:



“I am only one; but still I am one. I cannot do everything; but still I can do something; and because I cannot do everything, I will not refuse to do the something that I can do.”

I walk into the jail. It is my first day as the new supervisor of the medical unit. What a great opportunity to change things with this job. I did not know why they hired me to do this job. I had at the time 10-12 years working in psychiatry and this was a jail, which is mostly medical I thought.

I was there for a few minutes, and met the staff members. Right away there is a behavior code called and we are to rush to the cell to see what it is. I follow along and watch. We get to the cell and there is where I would first meet Anastasia…

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Dear God, how are you?

Yesterday was Mahavir Jayanti,  a Jain festival marking the birthday of their God. It was merely a coincidence that I happened to go to a temple yesterday. I don’t often go to temples as I am not much in favour of idol worship. But as far as I’m going with daddy, I wouldn’t even object going to the world’s most boring place.

Okay, so I stepped in and I saw that the idol was beautifully adorned with rose petals. It struck me at that moment that it was to commemorate God’s birthday. I’ll quote verbatim my monologue with God:

“Dear god, how are you? Happy birthday, BTW, in case it is your birthday for real. Are you very sad looking at the world today? Don’t be. It’s okay. I reckon it troubles you when you see humans behaving so inhumanely. You can tell me if you cry. I read somewhere that it’s okay to cry. Take care of yourself, okay? Unless you take care of yourself, the world cannot be taken care of either. All ask you to take care of their loved ones, to fulfill their wishes, etc. But all I am asking you is to be happy and take care of yourself, because only then the world can be happy.”

P.S. This was an extempore. (I’m too much into speaking, I guess.) 😛