The unchanged

When I first came to Lucknow, I tried to look for the new things. New perspectives. New lifestyle. New traditions. I tried to imbibe the best of the newness around me while fleeing from the worst. But over time, I have learned to appreciate something else- the things that do not change. Those sights, thoughts, feelings and actions that have a universal undertone.

The innocence of a child. That sparkle of affection in the eyes of lovers. A pregnant woman’s careful placement of hands over her abdomen. The shy smile of a bride. That lustful look of a man. The hungry cry of a baby. Taste of cold water on a hot summer morning. The wagging tail of a friendly dog. A charming smile. Fluttering leaves. Flapping wings of a bird. The blissful morning breeze. Petrichor. The beauty of a butterfly. The magnificence of the full moon. Stench of poverty. The tone of wailing at the loss of a loved one. Anger. Hue of blood. Fear. Stench of urine. Road rage. Wilting flowers. Coldness of death. Thirst. Pain. Stickiness of sweat. The cool shower. Darkness. Hunger pangs. Saltiness of tears. Blaring horns. Snoring. Wrinkles. Peace.

There is a universality amidst all the diversity of life. A common thread which binds us in an oblivious way .Somehow we manage to neglect all of this and try to divide ourselves. We place barriers of all sorts- region, religion, sect, caste, colour, race, age, qualifications and what not. If only we could forget all these and live just like humans. Humans- without any prefix or suffix.


Nothing but a recipient of Christ's grace. I am a young doctor and I use this space to find meaning in the bedlam of my thoughts. My blog might resonate with the screams of a young adult finding her place in life, the stench of hospital corridors, images of the many people who intrigue me and the lessons my Saviour Jesus teaches me.

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