Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Monday, February 27, 2017

Woman decides to carry terminally ill baby in womb just to donate organs!!



A couple has decided to continue with the woman’s pregnancy to full term despite knowing that the baby would not be able to survive long after birth so that they can help save multiple lives through organ donation. Keri Young and her husband Royce of Oklahoma had found out that their unborn second child – a girl – has a fatal condition called anencephaly at 19 weeks.


The parents were heartbroken after the scan showed that the baby, who had an otherwise perfect body, would not have a normally developed brain. They are now chronicling the pregnancy on social media in order to share their story with the world.


Keri and Royce have named their unborn daughter Eva. Their brave decision has resonated with many people online.

Sunday, December 25, 2016

The Artidote. The life saver!!!

People are at a high risk of being judged by society for actions that are seen as being against “cultural values”. Women, more so are often judged for their actions and are labelled as loose for being open about their sexuality. 

Getting pregnant out of wedlock is one thing that is sure to bring a barrage of judgmental comments. Arguing its morality or seeking a debate on whether if its right or not might not be much worthy when a life is at stake

Here's an incident where a girl in Delhi took a call to end her life on having known about her accidental pregnancy. But life as you know it, brings a lot of surprises and the girl was lucky enough to have reached out to "The Artidote", that turned out to be a life saver.

(The Artidote is a space where to bond, story-tell, empathize and heal through art curated by Germany based Jovanny Varela-Ferreyra.)


Here's the snapshot of how it panned out!!! 




 She received messages of love from around the world....









... and was overwhelmed and decided against killing herself.







In spite of the world becoming a tough place to live in, there is love all around and people who would want to see others live a great life. God bless those good hearts!! 

Be good... do good.. spread love, it's christmas time after all...

Merry christmas and a happy new year to one all!!.

- DC

Courtesy: Deccan Chronicle

Sunday, August 28, 2016

Surrogacy brings joy for few women!!


With so much criticism and legal issues popping up over surrogacy recently, I came through this post where the mother felt great and proud of having used surrogacy. And I just feel it brings to most women more often than not.

In my 20-year-long career as a TV journalist, I've enjoyed a few days in the sun, days when a story or show that I did made a difference in someone's life, moments that gave me a general sense of achievement.


In my earlier avatar as a basketball player, I derived the same gratification while playing and leading my state team at the national level.

My Everest moment was when I successfully finished my first-ever full marathon as a 30-year-old.

But take all my life's accomplishments, multiply them several fold, and that's how I felt when I held my first born for the first time. Till date, the biggest achievement of my life remains being a mother to a five-month-old.

I'll hazard a guess: most mums would agree.

Jayshree Wad (the lawyer who first filed a petition against commercial surrogacy) and Sushma Swaraj (Head of the Group of Ministers who finalised the surrogacy bill) are mothers too. Proud mothers like me is a safe assumption. Though unlike me, they had the gift of bearing their own child. I, on the other hand, had to take the help of a surrogate. For that, I shall always remain envious of them.

As a young professional, I put marriage and kids on the back-burner (perils of working in the competitive and very demanding environment of TV journalism). I married at 35, and when - at 37 years of age - my husband and I decided to start a family, most doctors told us, I had missed the proverbial bus.

After going through an emotional and physically demanding roller-coaster ride for three years that involved multiple IUI and IVF failures, I had my first-born at 40, through surrogacy. I didn't choose surrogacy so I could avoid putting on weight, or avoid labour pains, or simply because it was fashionable since Bollywood stars were doing it. On the contrary, for the rest of my life, I shall always carry the pain and regret of not being able to carry my own child. So surrogacy wasn't my first, second or third option. It was my last resort.

Our baby girl has brought so much joy into our lives, I cannot even put down the feeling in words. For this, I shall forever be grateful and indebted to my doctor and the lady who carried our baby for nine months- our surrogate.

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Hence, it pains me when I read or hear words like prostitution, exploitation, money-making racket being used to describe surrogacy. But before I tackle the pitfalls of the "Surrogacy Bill", let me try and explain surrogacy to the uninitiated. Simply because such little knowledge exists about this subject even amongst the educated elite in India.

They are two types of surrogacy treatments: traditional and gestational.

Traditional surrogacy is best suited for infertile women. The male partner's semen is fertilised using the surrogate's eggs. All of this is done artificially without any physical contact between the two. The surrogate then carries the baby for nine months, and hands over the child to the biological father and his partner.

Since I was producing eggs of my own, I opted for gestational surrogacy where my husband's semen and my eggs were fertilised in a test-tube. Once the eggs turned into embryos, they were transferred into the surrogate's womb. She carried and nourished our biological child for the duration of the gestational cycle. And then, one fine morning, after nine anxiety-filled months, we had the greatest gift in our arms. Years of suffering and disappointments vanished in a matter of seconds.

For someone who greatly benefitted from this scientific advancement, I find the Surrogacy Bill- that bans all kinds of commercial surrogacy- regressive and an attack on our democratic freedom.

Myths that the Surrogacy Bill propagates:

Surrogates equals exploitation.

False.

Our surrogate was one of the happiest, most positive personalities I've ever had the privilege of meeting. A mother of two, she had a "complete" family- in her own words. In fact, as a rule, our doctor only commissions women who are done having kids of their own as surrogates. So while surrogacy gave us our little bundle of joy, in return, our surrogate used the money earned to fund her children's education. In the end, we both benefitted, and no one lost. I only wish Mrs. Swaraj and Mrs. Wad had met our surrogate before leading the march in banning the practice altogether.

Add to that: during the gestational period the surrogate's diet and general well-being is the prime responsibility of the doctor, paid for by the commissioning parents. There are periodic ultra sounds tests, which the commissioning parents are allowed to be a part of along with the surrogate. The aim is to avoid health hazards, as much for the woman carrying the baby, as for the baby itself.  

But needy couples can always opt for altruistic surrogacy.

True, the Surrogacy Bill cleared by the cabinet allows "altruistic surrogacy" for childless couples who have been married for at least five years. Simply put, there should be no monetary or any other material benefit that the surrogate may derive from the biological parents. That's not all, the surrogate mother should be a "close relative" of the couple, should be married and have borne a child of her own.

What happens to those childless couples that don't have a "close" relative who is married and has kids of her own and is willing to bear a child for somebody else?

And even if one has a close relative that fits all criteria, whether she chooses to be a surrogate or not rests solely with her. The childless couple have no say in the matter, nor do they have Plan B.

Add to this the role that relatives play in a typical Indian family set-up. How many grandmothers or mothers-in-law would give their nod to surrogacy within the family? Some, maybe. But let's be honest, the majority won't. Which is why most women who opt for surrogacy (the surrogate and the biological mother) choose to do so discreetly. Away from the prying eyes of their extended families. And quite frankly, there is nothing wrong with it, as long as both parties gain.

So why not adopt a child?

My husband and I weren't and aren't averse to adoption. In fact, that was to be our last option had surrogacy not worked out for us. But to have a biological child of our own was what our hearts desired, and we weren't going to let go, not until we had explored all available options. It is a personal decision and each couple should be allowed to take this decision. If scientific options such as surrogacy exist, why not make it useful to those that can benefit from it?

Agreed, surrogacy should only be an option when all other forms of treatment have failed.  Yes, a crackdown on clinics flouting rules is needed. And yes, we need checks and balances in the way surrogacies are commissioned and executed. But to suggest a complete ban on commercial surrogacy is not the solution.

But whilst I argue in favour of childless married couples, as someone who experienced it first-hand, I can't help but feel for gay/lesbian and unmarried/live-in couples for whom this remains the only way of having their own biological child.

FAQs about surrogacy:

Is the child biologically yours?

100% in gestational surrogacy. 50% in traditional surrogacy.

Is it expensive?

It is indeed. The entire procedure (from fertilisation of eggs to the baby in your hand) costs anywhere between 15-25 lakhs, depending on which city and which doctor you consult. This includes the surrogate's fee, doctor's charges and all medical/ultrasound test costs.

Do you stay in touch with the surrogate mother?

Entirely upon the commissioning parents. Some parents don't meet the surrogate mother at all, and their doctors remain the liason between the two parties for the entire duration of pregnancy. Others tend to meet the surrogate on a daily basis and remain in touch even days after the baby is delivered.

Are surrogates and commissioning parents bound by a contract?

Yes, the doctor facilitates a very elaborate contract between the two parties that pre-empts situations like - Who takes home the child in case the commissioning couple split in the nine months that the baby is in the surrogate mother's womb? Who becomes the child's guardian in case the biological parents meet with a fatal accident before the child is born? etc

I have my baby and she is worth every hurdle that I went through. I am forever indebted to the woman who partnered with us. I cannot imagine excluding lakhs of people from the freedom to explore - within ethically and mandated defined parameters - the ecstasy of parenthood. This bill is not the answer. We need to reconsider it, put more thought into it, and consider modern circumstances and lifestyles when we decide on obligations, duties and penalties.

I used a surrogate and am so thankful to her.

Courtesy: Rupali Tewari/ NDTV

Friday, December 11, 2015

Humanity prevails!!!


Devastation. Catastrophic. Dreadful. Those who had been in Chennai over the fortnight would have understood what it really means. It seemed like a wily curse spelled on the city that's a perfect host to everyone, every-time. Not "வந்தாரை வாழவைக்கும் சென்னை" for no reason. 

The city was found wanting all of a sudden. It dint take much time though, for people to respond. When all hopes seemed lost, Humans stood for humans. Risking neck deep water to save fellowmen.  Letting in complete strangers for shelter. Handing out whatever food they had to others. Joining hands for rescue. Everyone were friends. Everyone were heroes. Money dint matter. Not knowing people dint. Lives did.  Chennaiites went all in to save their city from drowning and their people from losing hope. Neighboring states joined hands. Indian army did their bit. So did every Indian. Humanity prevailed over nature's worst assault in over a century.

One disaster brought us all together. Erased all the differences. Differences that never really existed. They say people standing for people goes a long way in promoting humanity. It certainly did. Chennai lives another day. Chennaiites live on.

Those of you who want to do their bit in support for Chennai. Please do it here.

Hats off to all those NGOs and people who have been extending their support by all means

- DC



Friday, August 29, 2014

The Happy Life!!

I recently came across a quote that read, "It's not our abilities that show us who we truly are; it's our choices". True to the core. You can't change the situation you face, the only thing you can change is how you choose to deal with it. And that's where self conscience takes front and makes you do what you want to. Whenever your heart and mind lock in conflict, just do what you consider right, rather than desirable. You will never live to regret it. 



Focus on what you wish to tell yourself;  it helps you transcend the self and connect to yourself. Learn to forgive others and more importantly, yourself. Neither blame nor pity anyone. We all make mistakes; what is important is not to repeat them. Carve space and time for people close to you - relatives and friends. These are the people who stand by us in good and bad times, those who sustain and cherish our very souls. Do not waste time on parasitic relationships or spending too much time at work. As they say, there is always time for each and everything in life. Be clear about it. Play while you play. Work while you work.  




Life and love are nothing but a stringing together of moments. It is in the smallest things that we find our most beautiful and sometimes most catastrophic moments. Never ignore the small for the larger picture. Take time to appreciate and be grateful for the many little blessings you are surrounded by. It will go a long way in reducing that killer stress and making you a happy person. 

You can never be everything to everyone, so choose your priorities carefully rather than spreading yourself out too thin. This will help you lead a satisfying, happy life.


- DC

Thursday, February 14, 2013

Family over work!!!

An old one, read it a number of times before! Even then, I get the same feel everytime, touched!
A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: ‘Daddy, may I ask you a question?’

DAD: ‘Yeah sure, what it is?’ replied the man.

SON: ‘Daddy, how much do you make an hour?’

DAD: ‘That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?’ the man said angrily.

SON: ‘I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?’

DAD: ‘If you must know, I make $50 an hour.’

SON: ‘Oh,’ the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: ‘Daddy, may I please borrow $25?’

The father was furious, ‘If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don’t work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.’

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn’t ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.

‘Are you asleep, son?’ He asked.

‘No daddy, I’m awake,’ replied the boy.

‘I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier’ said the man. ‘It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $25 you asked for.’

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. ‘Oh, thank you daddy!’ he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

‘Why do you want more money if you already have some?’ the father grumbled.

‘Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,’ the little boy replied.

‘Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.’

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.
It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.

Do remember to share that worth of your time with someone you love. If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours... But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.


A man came home from work late, tired and irritated, to find his 5-year old son waiting for him at the door.

SON: ‘Daddy, may I ask you a question?’

DAD: ‘Yea...
h sure, what it is?’ replied the man.

SON: ‘Daddy, how much do you make an hour?’

DAD: ‘That’s none of your business. Why do you ask such a thing?’ the man said angrily.

SON: ‘I just want to know. Please tell me, how much do you make an hour?’

DAD: ‘If you must know, I make $50 an hour.’

SON: ‘Oh,’ the little boy replied, with his head down.

SON: ‘Daddy, may I please borrow $25?’

The father was furious, ‘If the only reason you asked that is so you can borrow some money to buy a silly toy or some other nonsense, then you march yourself straight to your room and go to bed. Think about why you are being so selfish. I don’t work hard everyday for such childish frivolities.’

The little boy quietly went to his room and shut the door.

The man sat down and started to get even angrier about the little boy’s questions. How dare he ask such questions only to get some money?

After about an hour or so, the man had calmed down, and started to think:

Maybe there was something he really needed to buy with that $25.00 and he really didn’t ask for money very often The man went to the door of the little boy’s room and opened the door.

‘Are you asleep, son?’ He asked.

‘No daddy, I’m awake,’ replied the boy.

‘I’ve been thinking, maybe I was too hard on you earlier’ said the man. ‘It’s been a long day and I took out my aggravation on you. Here’s the $25 you asked for.’

The little boy sat straight up, smiling. ‘Oh, thank you daddy!’ he yelled. Then, reaching under his pillow he pulled out some crumpled up bills.

The man saw that the boy already had money, started to get angry again.

The little boy slowly counted out his money, and then looked up at his father.

‘Why do you want more money if you already have some?’ the father grumbled.

‘Because I didn’t have enough, but now I do,’ the little boy replied.

‘Daddy, I have $50 now. Can I buy an hour of your time? Please come home early tomorrow. I would like to have dinner with you.’

The father was crushed. He put his arms around his little son, and he begged for his forgiveness.
It's just a short reminder to all of you working so hard in life. We should not let time slip through our fingers without having spent some time with those who really matter to us, those close to our hearts.

Do remember to share that worth of your time with someone you love. If we die tomorrow, the company that we are working for could easily replace us in a matter of hours... But the family & friends we leave behind will feel the loss for the rest of their lives.

Courtesy: Facebook