[Kerala Diary-2]: Actions speak louder than words...

Few days back in the evening myself and my mother were walking on the corridor , neighbouring room's old lady(aged about 70 years) spoke to us. She was talking in tamil and we were replying in kannada after understanding few keywords, even she was also doing so...!
Suddenly she came close to me and told Apple...apple and then something in tamil which I could not understand. She repeated it 2-3 times, somehow I could understand that "apple is got over, could you get it for my grand daughter"
I said "OK I will get it tomorrow"
Then again she told me something in Tamil which I couldnt understand again, so I gestured something to make her understand that "I didnt get what she was telling". Then she went inside and brought orange, showed her finger to indicate that there is only one,similar way she showed for banana also.
I told, "Ok....I will get it tomorrow", then she told so many things, but I could only understand," my grand daughter doesnt eat food, thats why all these are required"

Next day morning she came and told me that she will give money now. Even when I told her to give money only after getting fruits. She didnt understand,so she was going to her room to get the money, then I had to enact to convey her to give money only after I come back!

After getting the fruits, when I did knock the door, she came and collected the fruits, then she asked "How much did it cost?"
I didnot take any trouble to tell her, instead I chosed to write it down on a piece of paper, so I went inside her room, only to see....
her grand daughter lying on the floor,that seen really shook me to the grounds.Infact she was sitting...neither she was able to sit upright nor was able to hold her head upright. There was no energy in her hands and legs. Both of her hands and legs were looking like a small piece of pasted narrow wooden sticks of width one and half inch! I was dumbfonded by seeing that. Why God is so cruel on some people??? Her grand mother held her head upright for sometime...then I could guess that she might be aged around 10-11 years.
I felt bad for one more thing, her parents came here just to drop her, since then her grand mother is taking care of her. Her grand mother doesnt know any language other than Tamil. She can't read out what medicines have been prescribed for her grand daughter. I don't know, how is she managing everything!
Later with the help opposite roomie,who knew little bit of tamil, informed her about the prescription and diet, then only she became aware of all those stuffs!!!
They are here since more than a week!
When I was standing near by, that little girl tried telling something to me, but she couldnot. She didn't have the stamina to talk something. Then with her innocent eyes, she told me to sit on the chair....
I was overwhelmed by her gesture...

"TO SHOW AFFECTION AND CARE, LANGUAGE IS NOT THE BARRIER".

Since then till we were there...she used to call my mother daily to her room.....she just used to hold my mother's hand till she used to feel ok....
"ACTIONS SPEAK LOUDER THAN WORDS..."

[Kerala Diary-1]: Learning Experience- Forgiving...

[Kerala Diary]: Learning Experience- Forgiving...
Few days back as usual got up at 6 with heavy eyes knowing nothing about what was in store for that day. After giving medicine to Dad, I ordered for breakfast @7.20AM.
We were waiting for it, since at 9 'O Clock Dad has treatment, he wanted to have breakfast early. 7.45 got over there was no news from them.
Even when we wish to take the parcel here canteen people don't give parcel in hand. So there is no other way, we have to opt for the room service only and also in that they will charge 15% of the bill amount.
It was 7.50, I was reading News Paper, Dad told,"hey, its 7.50 already,still they haven't given"
I replied, "Ok I will check"
I called and asked,he replied "Its on the way, already sent"
So again we were waiting....
Here canteen is in the ground floor, they have a separate lift for the room service.Hardly it takes 2 to 3 mins to reach the canteen without using lift. But here even after 10 mins no one had turned up.
Meanwhile My Dad started shouting that, "tell them to cancel the order, I don't want to eat, its already very late, If I eat late, it will be difficult for me during the treatment".
I was forcing him since he is diabetic,he can't tolerate, if he becomes hungry, but he was rigid. I was getting frustrated.
So again I called them at 8.00AM, again he said "already sent, its on the way"
I asked, "Since 10 mins you are telling the samething, but no one has come"
He asked "whats ur room no?
"212"
He said "ok"and disconnected.
(I was losing my patience.)

Finally we got breakfast at 8.05AM. I asked that guy," why so late?"
He replied," Idly was not ready"
I said,"ok"
Then immediately I called the canteen and blasted him with raised voice,"if something is not ready, why didn't you tell?"
"yeah Idly was not ready"
"When we order if something is not ready, tell us, we will order some other item, we cant make patient wait..."
"ok...sorry sir...."
"...."
"what is ur room no?"
"212" then I just disconnected without telling anything else.
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Whole day there was no mood because of this incident. By evening when I did self realization, I realized that," I was not able to forgive or I hadn't tried to forgive that guy, my ego dint allow, still i had anger on him"
Afternoon also I hadn't spoken with proper mood and had developed little headache. So in the evening I just told myself "to calm down and forgive that guy"- felt better after that.

"Its easy to have a fight with someone but very difficult to forgive"