He used to think he was the unluckiest person in the world. He was the only one in his whole family tree which included his 2 siblings, who inherited some ancient ancestral gene for thallasemia. He was doomed to 2 packets blood transfusion per month, as long as he lived. Not to mention a constant worry of iron overload, drugs to prevent that, worry about hepatitis B and C with each transfusion, long queues in OPDs, social stigma, not able to do anything more than mild physical activity etc. He constantly felt he was some sort of waste God created or an error in His program which could not be deleted on time.
Then he met her.....
Although he used to meet a lot of kids at the bi monthly transfusion centre, what attracted her to him was her resilience. She never used to flinch, let alone cry when they inserted the cannula into her veins. She had that resilient "I-will-never-bow-before-my-di
Now they have 2 adopted kids, the youngest one an infant, which was in the arms of her mother. Now he feels he is very lucky to have the disease, else he would never have met her, gotten inspired to give his best in everything and get the chance to share a wonderful life with such an amazing lady. They thanked me and left the OPD after their routine checkup. I could see them from the OPD window and couldn't help staring. They were walking with the elder kid beside dad and younger kid in her mothers arm. They were smiling as they were talking, her left hand was inside his, fingers entangled, both of them knowing that the other person will be there, till the very last breath.
God gives you the person you need, not the one you want.
Happy Valentine's Day.
