I think the degree of pain magnifies with age when you are physically hurt. Also, the thought that you are hurt freaks you out more and makes you feel as if you are in more pain. As a child grows to relate more to his surroundings, even though just about an year old, it falls, it bangs into things many times and feels the pain which he is not really able to take. But that phase is worst i feel for a child. For it is the child's first of the pains (which also builds its endurance). All the child can do his cry and take the pain. You can't do anything to take it away from your kid and protect him from the pain and it breaks your heart.
Something like this happened today. I did not notice that Rishu has been following me on his knees. I was closing the door of the other room to see that he does not get in there unattended and one of his little fingers (of the right hand) came under the door and twitched it and left a tiny bruise. Thank God for some good reason, i did not pull the door hard in the first place. Rishu did not bleed, but in a moment, his face turned in pain and he started crying. He may have been in so much pain as he was struggling for to voice it with his cry scream. He looked so vulnerable as was moaning uncontrollably, that i instantly had tears in my eyes. Later in the day i was thinking, what happened to me?! Would i have tears in my eyes if it were somebody else's baby? May be not. It was not me who carried him for months in my belly. Then what happened? I hope there is no scientific explanation for that which could be defined as a chemical release in the brain. But whatever it is, the feeling is beautiful.....
Papa..
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