Segregated

Born with lips so beautiful, but couldn’t utter a word..

Sitting for hours at the window watching the one-legged bird..

Bullied at the school for being so eccentric..

Abused by father for always being a skeptic..

On a mid summer holiday, escaping from the sun..

In grandma’s little cottage, he found a red violin..

They pushed him to the corners for his words were inapprehensible..

The more his fingers and the strings became inseparable..

A boy once running in circles for hours..

Found peace in his violin and the blooming of flowers..

They couldn’t understand him so he was segregated…

Not leaving him alone, now that his music was appreciated..

Closing all the doors behind, shutting out the universe..

All he wanted was the love he felt in singing a verse…

P.S. To all those young beautiful minds suffering from childhood Psychological disorders and the Autism spectrum.. Let’s try to stretch a hand towards them, before they lose faith in humanity and isolate themselves from a world full of opportunities.. Every child deserves to be loved and appreciated the way he is.

©Hira Chaudhry

Image courtesy: Wandalin Strzałecki – The Violinist

Lost

They place, one wound after another..

Sword after sword..

I bleed, from my chest and my eyes..

But I don’t scream..

Numb, I stare, far into the desert..

Still searching..

For something to live for, to fight back..

Dad

For years I tried,

in the middle of the night..

At a lonely lake…

On a summer morning..

With a cup of tea…

Looking through pictures..

Going through your books..

Smelling your shirt..

Giving away your bike..

but failed to put you

in words..

Gangrene

“As doctors we’re taught, when a part of our body becomes gangrenous (body tissue dies due to loss of blood supply), we have to surgically remove it.. Right?” he asked looking at the scalpel in his hand shining in it’s glory..

“Yeah, that’s right! Even if it’s your right arm.. Else, it will spread to your whole body and damage vital organs!” the surgeon kept his gaze fixed on the dead body, collecting evidence for the autopsy..

“But, what if it is a vital organ that you cannot possibly survive without?” he leaned over the body, placing his hand on it’s exposed heart.

“What are you even talking about?” his gaze shifted to the resident’s face, which was paller than the one on the table.

“Nothing.. I guess we have to figure out some things on our own,” he said as he walked out of the room firmly holding the scalpel.

“Well, God’s created this miracle of a body meticulously.. We human beings have this amazing ability to survive, even if it’s cancer.. But sometimes, we don’t!

Look at the sky, dark and hollow… How many lives did you engulf to become this dark and gloomy? How many nights I spent looking at you, shedding silent tears? But who will cry for me, if I don’t survive? No one.

My heart is my biggest enemy… How long will I hold on to a gangrene? Tonight I’ll rip it out and see what happens, either it will adapt or perish.”

He raised the scalpel to his chest as water started pouring over his head.

That night, the sky cried for him with all it’s might.

Mother of a son!

Two young brothers lived in a town,

Their dad was their king who didn’t need a crown..

They fell in love and married two beautiful women,

Who gave birth to babies in cradles that were golden..

The baby boy was an anthlete and amazing footballer,

The baby girl was a beautiful and clever all-rounder.

Grandpa brought presents every time for the boy,

The girl stood in a corner watching him scream with joy..

So the daughter-in-law pleaded with tears in her eyes,

“My girl awaits your love, hoping each time it’ll be a surprise..”

The uncrowned king growled, as his face grew red.

The other daughter in law smirked with pride and said,

“You dare say such things when you brought us only shame,

I’m the mother of a son, who will empower our name!”

Years went by and the athlete won medals.

The daughter became a nurse and fought death battles..

Mothers grew feeble and couldn’t speak loud.

The son was now famous and got lost in the crowd..

His mother was sent to a home for the old and sick.

She waited for him through years, holding on to a stick..

The nurse came to the home and cared for the old,

Her aunt watched in silence, the girl with a heart of gold..

The girl met her aunt and asked why she was there?

She told a painful story, no parent wanted to hear..

“I am the mother of a son and thought he’s all that’s necessary,

I forgot I was a daughter too, and so were Aisha (R.A.) and Mary..”

Broken

“I am broken”, she resisted..

“And I’m a mechanic,

Spent my whole life fixing things”, he insisted..

“Did you ever fix a living tragedy”? she asked..

“There’s always a first time”, he reassured!

Forgiveness..

Placing his crown on the side table,

Listening to the Prince’s fable,

Kissed goodnight to the princess’s forehead,

Watching them sleep on the silk bed,

He looked around the room glistening with gold,

“Why do I feel feeble and old?

When I’m still young with valour and vision,

Why does my heart feel wounded with a lesion,

When I have all the treasures to give,

And I live a life people dream to live?”

Listening to the King’s silent pain,

A voice whispered through the rain,

“A smile is all you need to give,

To live with peace you must learn to Forgive”…

Poets

I pour my pain to ink,

Delinquently it flows on the paper..

They read and say, “Beautiful!”

Ironic…

Stardust

“Mom, what are we made of?”

He asked, with his big beautiful black eyes glowing with life..

“We’re all made of dust, Stardust!”

She replied, while staring into the night sky…

UNVEILING THE WISDOM BEHIND TRADITIONAL CHINESE MEDICINE:-

 

nkl      When Desiderius Erasmus quoted “Prevention is better than cure”, seems as though he summarised the fundamental principle behind Traditional Chinese Medicine. TCM aims at treating the root cause of a disease laying stress on using natural medicines and therapeutics.

It is not only the use of Chinese herbal medicines, but it encompasses various other branches, including Acupuncture, Moxibustion, Tui na and practising Tai chi & Qi gong.

Background:

It is believed that the origin of TCM goes back more than 2000-5000 years ago. The first written documentation on traditional Chinese medicine is the Hung-Di Nei-Jing or Yellow Emperor’s Cannon of Internal Medicine. Bian stone needles with sharp ends were most commonly used for bloodletting and pus removal. Whereas, Lancet shaped Bian stones were used to create incisions. And lastly, the club or round shaped bian stones are used for massage and heat application.

During the Zhou dynasty, the yin-yang theory, the five elements, and the meridians of acupuncture were discovered. The stone needles became obsolete and metal needles were commenced.

Interestingly, it was the Han dynasty when TCM blossomed at a very fast pace. This was the era of Confucius and invention of anaesthesia by Mafei San.

ACUPUNCTURE:

Nowadays Acupuncture is not only practised in China but is renowned worldwide for being the least invasive and safe method for treating various diseases. Acupuncture needles are used to stimulate certain points for relieving a vast range of disorders from fever to febrile disease.

Got a Toothache?  Hegu (合谷穴) point:

Location:  On the dorsum of the hand, between the 1st and 2nd metacarpal bones, in the middle of the 2nd metacarpal bone on the radial side.

 Uses:  Not only for a toothache but this point is also useful for treating a variety of  ailments. Amenorrhea, Gastric pain, Common cold, Diseases of head and face, Pain in arm, finger spasm and various other maladies.

The good thing about TCM is that it can help the body to defend itself against diseases by boosting the immune system, therefore, it has lesser side effects. No matter whatever treatment you choose either Acupuncture or massage or Moxibustion it has been found effective for even those illnesses which sometimes western medicine fails to comprehend….

 

by:

_Hira Chaudhry