When I was a kid, I used to fall down and injure myself often, my knees being the most wounded part of my body back then. I was a delicate child, and the mere sight of blood oozing from my fresh wound would make me faint. So I always used to rush home as soon as I used to get the injury, lest I faint on the ground itself. The first thing my mother used to do was to take me to the washbasin and wash my wound with soap. She used to rub the soap on her hands and then gently scrub my wounded area with her soapy hands to wash the dirt and blood away. It used to pain a lot while she did it, because not just the dirt but my wound and torn skin also used to get scraped during the process. At times it used to hurt me more than the injury itself. And then used to come the dettol, of which I was forever mortified. Dettol doesnt just hurt, it stings, and it stings like hell when applied on a fresh wound. But my mother always used to tell me that all this painful washing and dettol had an important purpose. It was to keep the wound clean and prevent infection. * * * If we have to keep our religion and society clean, we must wash away all impurities that we have allowed to seep into them over centuries, no matter how much it hurts. Boycotting a movie like PK is not the solution. Learning from it is. ~ Abhijit
Posted on: Tue, 23 Dec 2014 17:07:50 +0000