THE POWER OF PAIN (Lifestory #1)

 So this is my life story from a year ago.

It was 14th April 2021 & There was lockdown all around and we all were  at home. Everyone in my house were excited because it was my birthday on  15th on the other hand my grandfather was not well and we got to know about it when one of my uncle told us, so he was taken to the hospital, Grandpa was saying “I don't want to go to the hospital” He was cried and plead that he won't go to the hospital, yet my uncles took him. In the evening, the news came that he was tested positive for corona and he's No more! When Dad was on the call with my uncle i heard this bad news that he's no more. I didn't understand how and what to react. I was completely calm and I could only remember the few moments I spent with my grandpa, and there was a regret in my mind that I couldn't even meet him for the last time.

  I too was happy for my birthday but this bad news just broke us. We all didn't cried but there was a complete silence in the room. I saw my father sitting outside in the Moonlit night and what could I have done? I didn't cry at all, But I could definitely see my father's broken heart. He was very calm from outside, it was difficult to understand anything from his face, but I could feel what was going on inside him.I knew he was strong, and so am I. 

For a moment I could not think of anything and my siblings were looking at me. Mumma then came and said- “Don't worry or be stressed, go and have your dinner”.  Mummy was on the call informing the relatives about this heartbreaking news and after that we sat down to pray, and Mumma said to me- “Your grandfather just left this world a little early, without wishing you a  Happy Birthday”.

We had Prayer and then mom - Dad went to bed. 

After a while it was 12 o'clock, and my siblings wished me a happy birthday. I was praying to God that I should not disturb or worry myself but be able to face the situation with a calm mind. My siblings also fell asleep after a while as we had to get up early for the burial. I too calmed myself down and fell asleep.

    The next morning I got up late and my mom hugged me wishing a Happy birthday I didn't really knew  how was I feeling inside but there was a brave spirit that didn't let me cry but instead I felt grateful for the day, as i was seeing a new day.. And I remembered a Bible verse -

1 Thessalonians 5:16-18. Rejoice always, pray continually, give thanks in all circumstances; for this is God's will for you in Christ Jesus.

And it encouraged me.We got ready to go at Granny's place for the Funeral and the dead body was brought by 10:30 and everything was ready for the funeral. But the children's were not supposed to go to the burial place.I had to see my grandpa before burial but that wasn't possible for me as no one allowed me to go there. My cousin's were waiting for us at home. Dad and all my uncles were dressed in P.P.E KIT for burial. 

There at home none of our cousins had there  breakfast, even it was not prepared yet. I knew if i cry, everyone else will become weak and cry. That's why my sister and I consoled them,Then we all went to make breakfast for everyone. After a while everyone came back home after burial. We children tried to support everyone and made everyone have breakfast and console them.

Just like that, the day passed and I came back home. After coming back home, I checked my mobile,            I saw that I've got many birthday wishes. I replied to everyone and didn't let anyone know what was going on inside me. To be honest,  I wanted to hug someone tightly  and cry out my feelings from my heart but not even a drop of tear came from my eyes. I started thinking - “Do I not love my Grandpa? Because I didn't even cry for him, just because he left this world” And then the soul inside me started telling me  that ‘You love your grandfather and for his love you have to become strong’. I couldn't understand at all. The girl who used to cry for every little thing and was so sensitive but now that girl is not crying even though she is sad. 

When I used to cry over every little things, I used to pray to God that I could become so strong that no matter how much trouble comes in my life, I do not cry. And maybe I had become the girl I wanted to be.

Then i realised -“Pain has that power to change anything”.

Maybe pain makes a person very weak but on the other hand it can make the person really brave and courageous enough, it depends on the person how they react to the traumatic situations. How they accept the situations, maybe you may take it in a positive way or in negative.

I realised I'm stronger than I think and I felt really grateful for the girl I became.

I took the situation in a positive way and at the end of the day I was smiling and prayed for my family so that they could console themselves and try to accept the situation instead of feeling bad and blue.

My 15th Birthday made me stronger, and I learnt to accept the things, No matter how the situation is, i try to find out that one positivity so that i could radiate positivity and love:)

 

May God bless you all and thanks for reading my lifestory till the end. May you all prosper in your life and become strong!!