It was the
day when I understood the meaning of right knot. Popularly it is presumed to be
with your partner through wedding rings. But what I found that day was purest
at its best.
It was the mid time of a bright sunny day in the month of November. With winters at its swing, the sunshine was giving calming effect from the shivers of morning cold. With the passage of time, I found the Sun little overdoing. I was not in the need of that much heat. Suddenly winter’s noon started giving me the effect of summer’s temperature.. I took off the shawl which I was wearing since morning to get rid of this excessive heat.
Up and down of the temperature of that day was also matching with the experiences of my day besides my mood swings. The day started with the routine. Suddenly I got the news of a close relative being admitted to the hospital for the treatment of a nervous system disease caused due to excessive alcoholism. Much of my life experiences have a lot to owe to hospitals. I have learnt much about life from the them.
The time I was feeling angry about the man on the bed who had always placed his family needs and feelings below alcohol, I saw two couples sitting in the waiting area who came to see the gynaecologist there. The two couples were completely contrast to each other. The first one was from an urban area and the second seems to be from a rural one. Their attires were speaking so. The urban man was in back suit, wearing polished shoes and his lady was in a churidaar with handwork embroidery on it, carrying a decent bag and wearing nice sleepers. The rural man in dhoti kurta with a pagri on his head whose one end was touching his shoulder was sitting on a bench holding his wife’s hand who was simply dressed in a polyester saree with pallu on her head.
The first couple went to doctor’s chamber and after sometime, I heard the voices of the man abusing his wife. He was using quite a harsh and disrespectful words for her. First the husband came out, following him was his wife sobbing and trying to hide her teary eyes from the unknown people sitting in the O.P.D. Then went in the rural couple. This time also the wife came out weeping and crying from the doctor’s chamber. Her husband was consoling her and was whispering some words in her ears which I tried to listen but failed.It was the time, I thought to ask about the matter but resisted from asking then. Because of my earlier job I was in friendly terms with the doctor. So I went to her and asked her about both the couples. She said that the urban lady was expecting a child and want to give birth to him as she is spending her life almost alone at home. Her husband is a money man and remain out of city for work mostly. But he don’t want this responsibility and want her to get abort.
It was shocking for me. Holding on to my temperament, I asked doc about the rural couple’s problem. She told that the lady had a miscarriage. She is too weak to conceive again and there is a tradition in their village that if a woman cannot solve her seemingly only purpose of coming to this earth, that is giving birth to a child, her husband have to get married to some other lady.
It became very important for me now to know the decisions of both the couples. What doctor told me then was a learning for life for me. She said that the urban lady has chosen to leave her husband and give birth to her child and the rural man has decided to leave the village and move to completely different place and start his life in respect of home, work, everything with his beloved wife.
The urban lady chose her knot with her kid and the rural man chose his knot with his wife rather than getting tied with another lady for making a family. They pretty well described me the right meaning of right knot that day.
It is about with whom you are happy, with whom you can comfortably spend your life, who gives you the sense of pleasure of companionship. It may be a small kid in your lap, a hand on your shoulder of your sister, a support of your best friend, steps with your soul mate.
It’s all about the knot which you chose to get tied with. It’s all about your choice of right knot.
It was the mid time of a bright sunny day in the month of November. With winters at its swing, the sunshine was giving calming effect from the shivers of morning cold. With the passage of time, I found the Sun little overdoing. I was not in the need of that much heat. Suddenly winter’s noon started giving me the effect of summer’s temperature.. I took off the shawl which I was wearing since morning to get rid of this excessive heat.
Up and down of the temperature of that day was also matching with the experiences of my day besides my mood swings. The day started with the routine. Suddenly I got the news of a close relative being admitted to the hospital for the treatment of a nervous system disease caused due to excessive alcoholism. Much of my life experiences have a lot to owe to hospitals. I have learnt much about life from the them.
The time I was feeling angry about the man on the bed who had always placed his family needs and feelings below alcohol, I saw two couples sitting in the waiting area who came to see the gynaecologist there. The two couples were completely contrast to each other. The first one was from an urban area and the second seems to be from a rural one. Their attires were speaking so. The urban man was in back suit, wearing polished shoes and his lady was in a churidaar with handwork embroidery on it, carrying a decent bag and wearing nice sleepers. The rural man in dhoti kurta with a pagri on his head whose one end was touching his shoulder was sitting on a bench holding his wife’s hand who was simply dressed in a polyester saree with pallu on her head.
The first couple went to doctor’s chamber and after sometime, I heard the voices of the man abusing his wife. He was using quite a harsh and disrespectful words for her. First the husband came out, following him was his wife sobbing and trying to hide her teary eyes from the unknown people sitting in the O.P.D. Then went in the rural couple. This time also the wife came out weeping and crying from the doctor’s chamber. Her husband was consoling her and was whispering some words in her ears which I tried to listen but failed.It was the time, I thought to ask about the matter but resisted from asking then. Because of my earlier job I was in friendly terms with the doctor. So I went to her and asked her about both the couples. She said that the urban lady was expecting a child and want to give birth to him as she is spending her life almost alone at home. Her husband is a money man and remain out of city for work mostly. But he don’t want this responsibility and want her to get abort.
It was shocking for me. Holding on to my temperament, I asked doc about the rural couple’s problem. She told that the lady had a miscarriage. She is too weak to conceive again and there is a tradition in their village that if a woman cannot solve her seemingly only purpose of coming to this earth, that is giving birth to a child, her husband have to get married to some other lady.
It became very important for me now to know the decisions of both the couples. What doctor told me then was a learning for life for me. She said that the urban lady has chosen to leave her husband and give birth to her child and the rural man has decided to leave the village and move to completely different place and start his life in respect of home, work, everything with his beloved wife.
The urban lady chose her knot with her kid and the rural man chose his knot with his wife rather than getting tied with another lady for making a family. They pretty well described me the right meaning of right knot that day.
It is about with whom you are happy, with whom you can comfortably spend your life, who gives you the sense of pleasure of companionship. It may be a small kid in your lap, a hand on your shoulder of your sister, a support of your best friend, steps with your soul mate.
It’s all about the knot which you chose to get tied with. It’s all about your choice of right knot.
Incredible post ,you describe the arena in Perfect way......
ReplyDeleteGreat post. The Right knot interpreted in right way. You write so well, Nidhi. Please write regularly.
ReplyDeleteHow can someone expresss someone's feeling so well .. keep it up.
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