Mar 9, 2011
"God could not be everywhere, so He made mothers" – goes a popular saying. And I have always believed it because my mother stood by me at all times, and in her, I saw the goodness of God.
She taught me about integrity and the values of being resourceful and being organized. In the years that followed, I learnt nobler principles of life from her actions. I saw her give freely of her time and talents to friends and strangers alike, without letting her childhood hardships harden her. Rather, she empathized with the less fortunate and believed in sharing her blessings. She lived her principles rather than preach them.
What makes me proud of my mother though, is her gift of sight, even as she closed her eyes on the world last October. She had signed the Lions’ eye donation form along with others of my family, much before we had any inkling of her departure, although the consent of a deceased person is not necessary for eye donation.
Her consent for eye donation notwithstanding, it was not easy for me to initiate it. Although many days of her struggle in hospital and a few at home had mentally prepared us to the fact that she would not pull through for long, it was very difficult for me to accept that she was not going to rise again. But I knew, that if it had to be done, it had to be done at the earliest – within 6 hours to be precise.
Once I made up my mind, with the death certificate in hand, I requested the Lions International Eye Bank Hospital to do the needful. The team of two – one of them a doctor - arrived and performed the enucleation within 15-20 minutes. In respect, they placed a garland of sandalwood flowers on her person and gave us a couple of certificates conveying their gratitude.
While my dear mother, Padma, left us on October 9, 2010, her eyes will help humanity in line with her belief to be useful to others in whatever way possible.
She lived with zest for life and in her dying, she silently proved that it is more blessed to give than to receive.
Now isn’t that a wonderful gift – the gift of sight?
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