It is 3 am at night and I am breastfeeding my son and writing this blog on my mobile. He did not
demand to be fed by his screams. I was just checking him if he's sleeping and saw him
sucking his palm, which he does when he is very hungry. I immediately picked
him up and started feeding him. For producing this breast milk, I consume a lot
of healthy (and hence obviously costly) foods. And to make and serve all these
good foods we buy, we have brought a maid all the way from Guwahati who charges
us a lot. But we are more than happy to do all these for our baby. To supervise
her and to help my newborn son, my mother in law is here whose is like the second
mother to my son, since she took more care of him more than me, right from the
day he was born. My family too came to meet him with a huge, heavy sack of gifts
and a thick gold chain. Such is the fate of my son. So fortunate, so blessed.
The other day we were going for just a routine checkup to Fortis. Costly but still we keep doing that just to ensure that not even a small illness should catch him. We had a one hour wait there because the doctor had not arrived. Immediately, me and my husband had this amazing idea to go to have kebabs in a nearby restaurant. We had a heavy breakfast but still we were hungry for kebabs. We crossed the road and reached the restaurant. Outside the shop, a scene shocked me to my core. A beggar lady of my age who had a baby boy of the age of my son, shook her bowl of coins begging for money. Her bowl had only two Re1 coins. In this chilling cold she held her naked baby close to her chest only with a thin, torn dupatta. The child was sucking his palm wildly exactly like my son does when he is hungry. His mother was patting his back, trying to comfort him. But she was not even trying to breastfeed him. May be she did not have breast milk to feed him since she herself doesn't have food to eat. How will her body produce milk? Did she not love her child like the way I do? My world collapsed under my legs. Here we were enjoying every possible luxury. Costly vaccinations, routine checkups, best possible food, costly baby products, throwing away parties for his birth and what not. We can’t stand even an iota of trouble to touch our child. But what is the fault is this young lady that her child and she herself doesn't even get the most basic need, that is, food.
The other day we were going for just a routine checkup to Fortis. Costly but still we keep doing that just to ensure that not even a small illness should catch him. We had a one hour wait there because the doctor had not arrived. Immediately, me and my husband had this amazing idea to go to have kebabs in a nearby restaurant. We had a heavy breakfast but still we were hungry for kebabs. We crossed the road and reached the restaurant. Outside the shop, a scene shocked me to my core. A beggar lady of my age who had a baby boy of the age of my son, shook her bowl of coins begging for money. Her bowl had only two Re1 coins. In this chilling cold she held her naked baby close to her chest only with a thin, torn dupatta. The child was sucking his palm wildly exactly like my son does when he is hungry. His mother was patting his back, trying to comfort him. But she was not even trying to breastfeed him. May be she did not have breast milk to feed him since she herself doesn't have food to eat. How will her body produce milk? Did she not love her child like the way I do? My world collapsed under my legs. Here we were enjoying every possible luxury. Costly vaccinations, routine checkups, best possible food, costly baby products, throwing away parties for his birth and what not. We can’t stand even an iota of trouble to touch our child. But what is the fault is this young lady that her child and she herself doesn't even get the most basic need, that is, food.
Now I will shift abruptly to another topic. I ponder a lot about
The supernatural power. My belief in Him keeps changing according to what I see
around me. This time, after I was blessed with my son, my faith in Him shooted
up. But again the faith broke when I saw this young lady with her newborn. What
was the sin committed by this lady, that, most probably, she herself was born
in family where one-time meal for a day was a luxury, where daughters are not
wanted, no roof over the head; she must have been unwillingly raped in the streets
at night by strangers. What was her sin that she has to see her child in so
much hunger? I have no answer. Now I must mention that I am totally surrounded
by people in family and society by people who have firm faith in God and who
have every possible explanation as to why God does such cruel things to people.
Such people will come up with an explanation that why doesn’t this girl work
somewhere? But I feel that if a person is consistently so hungry all the time,
will they have the ability of even thinking what is “opportunity” for them , or
“where” to find the “opportunity to work”? All they can think is where to get
food and feel relieved temporarily. Her son will probably eventually grow up
without any lessons to learn in childhood, without knowing the difference
between good and bad, he probably will go about to do anything to quest his
hunger. So, friends, I would just like to know your thoughts, and the other
side of view. Why God discrimated amongst His own children? Why some people get
too much from birth and some don’t even get the basic food? Isn’t the innocence
of every baby born same?
The picture of the lady with her child got imprinted in my mind;
I feel guilt while enjoying every luxury. Even though we all try to help out
unfortunate people when we can, but that’s too small to make any difference,
and yes, we all are too selfish to compromise on our family’s luxury. We all have
a very good explanation that we work very hard to earn this money, so we have
the right to fulfill all our passions. Which is true. Very true. We study hard,
we tore such tough competitions, struggled so much to get to the position we
are in right now. And obviously after that, we WILL fulfill all our passions
from the money earned. And hence the vicious circle is continuing generations
after generations and will continue forever.

Dear Maryam ...
ReplyDeleteVery touching blog.. quite thoughtful!!We need to understand our social responsibility . Zakat is one of the five pillars of Islam and it is compulsory on every Muslim. God has given us in abundance that does not mean that He loves us more than the poor people . Or hate poor people and on war with them . It is our responsibility to feed the poor and help the needy .He has given us to share with them .
Please go through the below link:
http://www.al-islami.com/islam/islam_solves_poverty.php
hmmmm... a good link .. Quran does have solution to every possible solution !!.. yes , it is everyone's social responsibility...!! but unfortunately, too less people abide by it... :( :(
ReplyDeleteHi Maryam
ReplyDeleteI really liked that you deeply attached to the root and have time and penitence to think about all this and dare to write and express what you think. By reading this my perception have been totally
changed.
You are truly a good soul who think and cares others more than herself. Keep up the good work and India really needs more good souls like you.