The Abandoned Creator..
Every step I took just increased my heart rate. I was sweating excessively, my stomach had butterflies flying in it, and I was trying to breathe calmly, all just to stop myself from weeping. Even from distance away I could see that the folks sitting inside the bungalow house were already trying with lots of difficulty to stand, just too great us. As I went into the front yard, everyone started saying hello at the same time, just like little choir groups and gave all of us the greatest smile one could ever get. Seeing the happiness in their face, just by looking at us made my eyes start watering. And I could see few of my classmates felt the same way.
We were there to clerk patients and later after doing so, we were to talk to our patients, and mine, was an epileptic patient who is ‘mentally imperfect’. At first it was quite challenging for me to talk to her but later I realized that all I had to do was show some genuine affection and we yakety-yakked away till Ms L asked us to leave. The most touching moment was when she told me she just loved writing but couldn’t afford to buy a pen, and when I gave her a pen, she was just so happy that I felt like buying her thousands of pen, just to see that glow in her eyes! (Wow I never knew a pen could make such difference).
Then there was this other uncle who had brain ‘accident’, who once used to be a drummer, and now all he could do was talk about it, since he can’t control his movements anymore. I just spend less than 5 mins with him, and when I was leaving, he hugged me, and told me to revisit them next time, even for 5 minutes. It was just so emotional!
Then again, when I was clerking my patient’s case, I could see a certain yellow dressed old lady who was standing near the gate all the time, smiling, and looking out. Upon enquiring, I found out that the lady was waiting for her kids who promised to fetch her soon. And that promise, was made four months ago. Ever since then, she has been waiting with lots of hopes, in every minute of her life, just for them to take her away. And all I can say is- what kind of bastards she has raised! At least don’t give hope if there weren’t going to take her! Assholes! And to the others, take care of your own parents! They created you! Even if these places do take care of them, it’s just isn’t enough. They are old, and just like little child, they need love and affection which of course one can only get from their family.
As self-centered and acquisitive as I am, I just hope that god will never put even a single thought in my mind to send my parents there. Never! Even if ill have to work like a dog, I hope ill never ever make my parents step into these places. And to those kids who are sending their parents there, I just wish your parents did the same to you when you were a child! Seriously!
We were there to clerk patients and later after doing so, we were to talk to our patients, and mine, was an epileptic patient who is ‘mentally imperfect’. At first it was quite challenging for me to talk to her but later I realized that all I had to do was show some genuine affection and we yakety-yakked away till Ms L asked us to leave. The most touching moment was when she told me she just loved writing but couldn’t afford to buy a pen, and when I gave her a pen, she was just so happy that I felt like buying her thousands of pen, just to see that glow in her eyes! (Wow I never knew a pen could make such difference).
Then there was this other uncle who had brain ‘accident’, who once used to be a drummer, and now all he could do was talk about it, since he can’t control his movements anymore. I just spend less than 5 mins with him, and when I was leaving, he hugged me, and told me to revisit them next time, even for 5 minutes. It was just so emotional!
Then again, when I was clerking my patient’s case, I could see a certain yellow dressed old lady who was standing near the gate all the time, smiling, and looking out. Upon enquiring, I found out that the lady was waiting for her kids who promised to fetch her soon. And that promise, was made four months ago. Ever since then, she has been waiting with lots of hopes, in every minute of her life, just for them to take her away. And all I can say is- what kind of bastards she has raised! At least don’t give hope if there weren’t going to take her! Assholes! And to the others, take care of your own parents! They created you! Even if these places do take care of them, it’s just isn’t enough. They are old, and just like little child, they need love and affection which of course one can only get from their family.
As self-centered and acquisitive as I am, I just hope that god will never put even a single thought in my mind to send my parents there. Never! Even if ill have to work like a dog, I hope ill never ever make my parents step into these places. And to those kids who are sending their parents there, I just wish your parents did the same to you when you were a child! Seriously!
