This is a short outline about a days experience to a child care centre run by a Christian missionary in Cochin. The idea was put forward by our dearest soumya(munnu)- the one who always keeps her hands open for people who needs any kind of support.
Unlike other days it was a day which kept me frantic from the day break itself. I traveled alone to Cochin since paachu was absent- busy celebrating her birthday with her husband at Bangalore and Munnu who left the place early by the first train. My inner self was totally frozen with the thought of being unsuccessful in everything, after arriving at my destination station I managed myself to pull myself out of the hugh stream of commuters. As always I preferred to walk till my work place. Walking alone is one of my favorite habits. I find it as a time for decision making. The thought about changing the job rolled up and down inside my mind. As all these days, today also I was bad at work, killed every valuable seconds lost in thought keeping all those pending works accumulated to be a mountain of burden for some other day.
By about 11:30am I got call from munnu reconfirming about the visit to the child care centre located at Kakkanad, Cochin. I was actually not aware about what I was going to experience there, even though I have seen it in some movies. Even if I always think about donating or helping people who lacks support and are been ignored by the society, It was for the first time in my life I have been to such a charity related place. I couldn’t contribute anything apart from my presence today but made a decision that I will save form this neglected ones further.
I left my office by 2 pm soon after having idly from my colleague’s lunch box. The sun was hitting on my brains so hard that I felt my vision was getting blurred. I got in to the bus and paid for the ticket to palarivattom where munnu directed me to reach. Everything has a particular usual fashion of its own even the traffic at Cochin; it was terrifying as always. I stepped down at my stop while a silver color versa was waiting for me from a few minutes earlier. I joined munnu along with her two friends- who worked with her in her previous company, two youth with a different light in their eyes. Such people are jeopardizing from the phase of earth. We drove through the neat roads to kakknad where the famous info park is situated.
We parked our car on the pavement in front of “Home of Faith”. Like all other Christian establishments this place also had a well set garden in front of it. The other three people in my company were frequent visitors of this institution. We were greeted by two sisters; Sisters Anila and Sister Tresa with a simple smile on their lips. The glitter in their eyes made my soul chilled. Noticing the familiar faces, some kids rush out from their classes and climb over ishaq who appeared so kind to those children. Two boys who seemed smart came forward to me and grabbed the packets of chocolates we bought from the reliance fresh market in-between the drive. All the children were handicapped. The first scene itself made my heart sank. This visit was an eye opener for a person like me who always highlight the simple drawbacks, the faults which can overcome putting a little hard work. As compared to them we are blessed with everything. We are capable to walk, run, sit, stand, write, read, eat, wash, play, everything by our own. “We are emperors of Independence”. A boy called bipin showed us the way to a class room where other boys were in. Seeing the small boy distributing the chocolates other kids also gathered around to receive their fraction. I felt myself getting liter. We sat down on the floor with those kids of god and enjoyed the conversation. The most pathetic situation is being seen as a mess by those whom you love, those kids were left over by their relatives because of the same reason that they were born in atypical physical condition. I couldn’t bear the wetness under their eyes, that too in this small age, at which a child require full care and support from his/her family. We bathe in extravagance, always spoon fed never know what real suffering is. I will say the greatest wealth we possess is our physical condition -The blessing with no disfigurement. We never think about those who are physically or mentally challenged, how they survive. We are bored of the luxuries while a group of god’s creations same as every one of us are struggling to meet their basic needs. The trip made a Hugh change in me. Since then whenever I am sad I will think about those miserable faces which have the traces of uncertainty. I am happy for a single reason that I could help three of the kids to walk-who are incapable to walk by their own. I felt their core bouncing with delight when their icy feet get in touch with the warm skin of Mother Earth. At some moments we never know the grains of hour glass grabbed so many minutes from us. We were approaching 4 o’ clock in the evening- time for us to leave the dwelling of God. I never felt I can cheer up someone only with my presence, but that day I felt proud that I could do it. I consider it as an achievement. If ever I feel I have no one to care me, I am sure I will return to this place for ever where I can give care receiving just love in return.
We started to set up ourselves to leave. It was indeed a difficult fact. We managed some how to induce the kids that we will come the next day. Some eyes were already soaked by that time. I felt a strange wisp of air at my chest. The others were used to this feeling but as this is the first time for me it troubled me for the rest of the day. I am feeling grateful to myself for having a better life. I thought, the problems I faced were the worst in the world but it was nothing as compared to theirs. I could hardly raise my hands to wave them.
We got in the vehicle. I didn’t have the courage to turn back at them once again. I took decided, that as long as I am in control of myself, I will return and make visit of this place again and again. As we drove across the big building lined roads I was mind over flowing thinking about a plan to support this kind of organizations, were life is quite unusual than ours.
I am happy that there are institutions like “Home of faith” to encourage them and to give hope and support for their future. There is another foundation called SOS Children’s Village at Trichur where they take care of orphan children’s in a peculiar way from other orphanages in the country. A place which made us loves to stay there at least a night. Here they assists children in schooling and growing, and teaches them how to be successful, stable adults in the working communities when they leave the House. It is constructed in a different manner. They have several houses in the compound. In each house a “Mother” too who will look after the kids. It’s unique. The idea is brilliant. A truly homely atmosphere... Thank you so much munnu for taking initiative and energizing us to take resolution in beginning servicing children.
I invite everyone for your valuable support. Please find the contact details below:
Home of Faith,Cochin : +91 484 2422250
Sos Children's Village : +91 487 2315539
Thrissur
.jpg)
