Practicing “Hope” is the most difficult thing that we observe as we face difficulties and become impatient and anxious with our own self. Everyone wants to impose oneself with result oriented methodologies to get there, where? Hope! Hope is the ground that one can feel under feet amidst fog laden road. It’s like tail of a rare bird one can see in a dense forest. It’s like being able to catch the vibes in absence of vision.
Hope is the only thing that differentiates humans from animals.
12 years ago, I met Victor a small town final year commerce student. He was madly in love with his classmate Meera who equally loved him for his commitment. Meera belonged to a higher caste and Victor was an orphan raised by his maternal grandmother. In order for him to break the caste barrier, the only way out for him that he perceived at that time was to become wealthy enough to erase any possible objections from Meera’s family. Soon after final year exams, even before the declaration of results, he was successful in fetching a job in a metro city with a leading construction firm, as an accountant. He came back to his town to pack his belongings and assured Meera of his monthly visit so that feelings stay in intact and that he be able to build ground for proposing proudly to her parents.
Victor not only secured a first division but also saved enough in a year’s time by working aggressively for different projects. He stayed focussed and high on achievement and affiliation to secure his position as rewarding and indispensable. He came back and met Meera in their favourite restaurant and handed over a bundle of fifty thousand rupees to her and held her hand close to his heart while promising every happiness that she ever imagined. He asked her to buy anything she wants and soon left with a promise of marriage proposal in coming months. They talked at length every night and weaved dreams of togetherness. Victor was high in energy, enthusiasm and excitement while dealing with his clients and organizational counterparts. He was very difficult to offend in any emotionally challenging situation.
Meera was carrying on with her post- graduation and was preparing for state government exams in banking. She had told her parents about the successful career of Victor and about her intension to marry him and also got them to agree on certain grounds. Soon, Victor approached them with his marriage proposal and in no time all arrangements for engagement ceremony took place. Their relationship grew stronger and enticing. Marriage date was approaching nearer and all shopping was done, invitation cards were distributed. Victor was on an assignment which involved domestic travel to supervise activities. He was sitting in rare seat of the car and was talking to driver, who oftenly drove him around, about his marriage and quite excitingly took out his invitation card to give to him. Suddenly, the driver lost awareness while he turned back and was hit and his car rotated 360 degrees and a major accident took place.
Victor had a major head surgery and multiple fractures, everyone flew to see him. He breathed new life when he saw Meera crying for him near his bed holding his hand. Little did he know that he was paralysed in his limbs. He was the only source of hope to his grandmother. Meera soon left with her parents unceremoniously. Victor could only move his eye balls and had little time to think under plain white ceiling as the effect of drugs would take over his senses.
After 3 months of rigorous efforts on behalf of doctors, Victor was showing signs of recovery, he was under intensive care. His grandma was by his side all the while and probably the only person to whom Victor mattered the most. He expressed his desire to see Meera. Doctor told him delibrately that they have strictly instructed every relative to stay away till he recovers completely. In his heart of hearts, he was dying to see her and wondering as to why she didn’t insist to meet him. He would throw questions to grandma and pester doctors and finally to his dismay, they disclosed that Meera and her family decided to sever the ties after they learned that he was paralysed. Shocks were lined up one after the other and Victor was not prepared, he slipped into depression and his anxiety levels rose.
Counselling sessions too didn’t seem to impress his mind. Once, he was pondering over his life while lying silent in the wheel chair, now shifted in a deluxe room because he demanded privacy. The suicidal thoughts ruled his mind, he was completely dependent for everything. His despair grew its boundaries when he decided to hurt his head because that was the only part under his control. He used his mouth to use sharp objects and carefully placed them on his bed and prepared his mind to do away with himself by injuring his head. He was about to do that when he heard a loud cry in hospital corridor. His grandma rushed inside crying and kissed his forehead amidst loud cries in corridor as several people were mourning the death of a 12-year-old boy. She was in tears and thanking God for saving Victor’s life. She told Victor that her pain was far too less in comparison to the mother of that 12-year-old. There was an instant paradigm shift in Victor’s thought process as if somebody injected a life saver in him. He looked puzzled but calm. He asked his grandma to show him the boy, she said that the boy had lost his legs in an accident some years ago but was fighting for his life as some serious infection had engulfed him. She advised him not to see the boy as it might infuse sadness to a greater extent but Victor insisted. To his surprise, he saw the boy’s mother crying with a wheeled wooden plank which the boy used to commute after his accident. Victor was deeply moved by the conviction of the boy to live even without legs but for the deadly infection. Victor decided to live even if it meant losing everything in his life. He is now an inspirational speaker and generates money to support paralysed patients in need. He believed that his power to choose life came through a divinely guided moment which helped him to overcome all sadness and hurt of broken bones and relationships. He believed that his purpose of life was far bigger than he could conceive as he had many lives to impact.
Meera was married to someone else and had kids by the time Victor shot to fame. She happened to fetch a book of Victor who was an Author by then and tried to contact him. She cried for she was feeling too embarrassed for her shrunken thinking but was equally surprised to find Victor compassionate with auspicious vibes. She chose to help Victor in his mission.
Victor felt complete and healed after talking to her. Some people give all the profits and gains to others and take all losses and defeats on themselves. His life was no different. His life teaches that Compassion brings boundless hope and that’s all we all need. Hope is the only emotion that connects us to the corners of the Universe.