Thursday, February 14, 2019

Angels and demons


Are angels and demons real ? 

– Yes.

Read on to know how I saw them myself.

One casual evening, I freshened up after returning from office, hit the couch and switched on the TV. After skipping some channels, I stopped at a movie channel showing a south Indian movie. I enjoyed the typical ‘over the top’ action scenes for a while.

Then came a sequence, which showed a very poor pregnant lady going into labor pain. Being homeless and due to absence of medical facility in her slum, she had nowhere to go but to deliver the baby on the road. Looking at the situation, all the people around her and those from the neighboring houses immediately came to her rescue. Everyone attended to her and helped in every possible way. In other words, the situation was shown to give a message that humanity and compassion still lives in human hearts.

I thought to myself; in a situation like this, of course everyone would lend every possible help to any such lady. Even complete strangers would immediately come to help without a thought.

I personally feel that birth of a baby is the nearest thing to divinity that a common man can experience.

Besides humans, there are people who work to relieve even a birth giving animal. I have seen group of ladies making laddoos and similar dishes of pure ghee mixed with other healthy ingredients, specially to feed dogs who have just delivered a litter of puppies. I have seen people giving such healthy food, water, shelter and protection to cows who happen to deliver a calf just outside their house.

These are the people who are true angels. They have a golden heart where God resides in the form of compassion and love.

I really look upto them and see them as God’s ways of taking care of those needy mothers to whom He has given one of the greatest responsibility; bringing a baby into this world.

Once, at my in laws place, I was just moving around on the terrace, looking at the hustle and bustle on the road. Up that road, there are some houses which have cows and buffaloes. After a couple of minutes, I noticed that the passersby were suddenly stopping or slowing down in front of a particular house and looking at something. Intrigued, I climbed up to the smaller terrace holding the water tank, so I could get a clear view of what was going on.

I saw a very fat cow standing at the gate and a person standing beside it with a stick in his hand. It took me a couple of seconds to understand the scene. The cow wasn’t fat, she was actually pregnant. Moreover, she seemed on the verge of delivering a calf. Instead of allowing her to lie down and nursing her, the person was trying to push her out of the gate!! I couldn’t believe this at first and mentally analyzed the entire situation again. But to my dismay, it was truly happening. The cow could barely move and could fall down anytime. The guy was making sure that she doesn’t sit down or fall and was pushing her like a sack of grain and also kept poking the stick on her belly so she would move away from the pain.
I was dumbfounded and felt I couldn’t move. Neither did I know what to do. I just kept watching.

That guy finally succeeded in pushing the cow out of his house and immediately shut the gate. What now?? I thought of calling an animal helpline. As I was about to browse the internet on my phone, my brother in law came up beside me. He must have sensed my disturbance so asked me if anything was wrong. I gulped down the lump in my throat and made an effort to get my normal tone of speech. I pointed at the scene and asked him if he had the emergency helpline number of any animal care foundation. With a surprisingly casual tone, he said there was no need to call anyone; this was a regular incident of their area. I could only give him a bewildered look.

He said, just keep watching and you will understand. I looked at the cow again who was out on the road by now, leaning against a wall. And suddenly she fell down with a giant thud. Oh God!! I exclaimed to myself, such a fall could kill the calf inside. She was at the support of the wall of the same house from which she was driven out. Visibly, she was in great pain. She was going to deliver the calf on the road. Just then, the same guy who had pushed her out, came to her with a stick and started trying to make the cow stand up. The poor thing who was already in great pain was literally crying without making a single noise. With pleading and streaming eyes she looked at the guy as if saying that she really couldn’t move. As his normal attempts did not work, he again resorted to his evil technique. He started poking the stick on the cow’s tummy. Just the sight of the torture made my body go numb. One cannot even imagine the height of the cow’s pain. As the guy kept poking her mercilessly, the poor cow had no other way to stop it but to move away anyhow. With extreme physical effort and pain, she somehow managed to stand. Immediately, the guy started pushing her. He wanted her to walk down the road.

Somehow, the cow limped on the road. The guy  kept walking beside her, pushing and poking and making sure that he doesn’t sit down. A line of wet dust caused due to her tears and secretions, marked the path of the cow.

After making the cow move out of his own house’s surrounding, the guy seemed satisfied and then he let the cow be on her own. He sat down and a tea stall and quietly lit a bidi. But his eyes were keeping a check on the cow.
The cow was way beyond her limits. Due to the fear of the pain of the poking on her belly, she did not dare to sit as she was under the impression that the guy was still behind her. In her desperation, she followed her natural instincts and entered an open ground and just crashed there. 

She then gave birth to a very cute little calf. As it wriggled on the ground, it was fully covered with dirt. It  became so dirty that one would not want to even touch it. While the calf was catching up it’s first breaths and learning to stand, the cow kept licking it all the while. She was actually licking off all the untouchable dirt and swallowing it.

That’s the unmatched love and care of a mother. No one else can do it.

In a couple of minutes, the calf learned to stand on his legs. That guy with the stick, who was sitting at the tea stall and watching, came to the calf, held it by its ear and started drawing him to his house. The cow started following quietly. The guy took both of them in the same house from where he initially had pushed out the cow and closed the door.

Between the lines – That guy with the stick has many domesticated cattle. He sells their milk for earning. Obviously, he has to feed and maintain all the cows and buffaloes. Whenever a cow/buffalo gives birth to a young one, he has to arrange for extra care of both the mother and the baby. To escape from the burden of this responsibility, yet reap the benefits; that guy had a modus operandi in place.

Just at the time when a calf was about to be delivered, he would push the cow or buffalo out of his house on to the road. He would push it away even from the surroundings of his own house. Particularly, towards the houses of those people who he knew were kind and compassionate. He himself would then sit somewhere and just watch quietly. Seeing the cow/buffalo in pain, those kind people would look after it. They would provide water, some food, some would clean up the mother and the new one etc. Initially, people also used to call an animal helpline. That guy would just watch all this with a devilish smile and take pride at his smartness of skipping all this caring responsibilities. Once the calf was ready, he would simply drag it and the cow/buffalo back to his house.

Once or twice initially, some kind person had also called an animal helpline. The doctors and nurse came and looked after the cattle throughout the delivery. Once they did their job and left, the devil would drag the cow and calf back to his house. But if the doctors tried to take the cow and calf to a shelter house, the devil would fight them off and throw stones at them, by saying that the cow and calf belonged to him.

Such people are the incarnations of the devil himself.

While that guy was dragging the calf, he appeared a normal personal to others. But to me, he appeared as shown in the picture below.



So that’s how I saw both angels and demons. They do not reside in some faraway obscure corner of another dimension. They live and walk right amongst us.

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