The Wish I Wish I Never Wished

As I promised in my last post I would love to tell you about a miracle that happened to me.
Many miracles have happened in my life, some happened for good and some happened for bad(probably to teach me a lesson). I see miracles as something that don't have any logical explanation. I would like to keep the good miracles that have relevance today in my life and the bad miracles in the closet. I would tell you about some good miracles when my wishes get fulfilled (I had a deal with God, He is granting me wishes on installment basis).

The miracle I would like to share with you has no relevance as of now in my life. Before I tell my story I would wish that my dad never reads my blog. So my friends who know my dad, I request you not to mention about my blog to my dad. Here goes my story.....

My half yearly exams had ended a day or two before Diwali. I had screwed my papers, well screwed in the sense I knew I would score below par the standards set by my dad and I had earlier promised dad that I would top the class this time(I was a good student at that time). I was worried about the parent teacher meeting that was scheduled on next Saturday. My class teacher who was also my chemistry teacher and the person I ever hated most in my life would surely feast on my low performance and spin his tales about me that would make my dad very angry and my dad had promised he would kick me out of the house if I did not perform. I was thinking of all possible escape routes and ways to appease my dad. It seemed as if all doors were closed and I had to face my dad's anger(I was worried about his blood pressure too).

On Diwali night, I was studying and it was past midnight. All the sounds of crackers died down and cool wind was blowing outside. I went outside to inhale some cool air and give my worries some rest but deep down I was wishing Oh!God save me, do something, inflict me with some fever or disease, atleast that would appease my dad, do something that would turn his anger into sympathy. The leaves rustled with the wind and it very much sounded like "Aaasss Youuuuu Wishshshhhh".

Wishing thus, I went inside and closed my books as I prepared to sleep. I tried to switch off the light with my left arm, but my hand would not rise. I switched off the light with my right hand and went to sleep, thinking my left hand had gone numb due to cold.

Next morning, I woke up but my left hand was still numb. I thought it needed some sunshine to get back to life. I got ready for school and rode on my bicycle. Early morning school rush required that I put a brake on my cycle every now and then and to my own disappointment I could not apply the regular left brake and every time I had to apply the right brake which stopped with a jerk. Somehow I reached my school safe and sound and returned back home. But my left hand was like dead rubber, no pain, no movement, no stimulus. I laughingly showed my hand to my mom, yes I was laughing as I could not understand what happened to my hand and strangely I did not feel any pain or anything. I could not lift a glass of water. My mom told me not to play stupid jokes and asked me to behave normally. I just could not stop laughing. My brother was saying "you are a very good actor , you may give some tough competition to bollywood biggies".

Till evening before dad came back home, I tried all sort of treatments. I gave shock, poured boiling water and did all sort of cannibal things. Even if I had cut my fingers, I wouldn't have felt an ounce of pain.

When dad came back home, he was quick to notice my condition and asked me to do some exercises. When nothing worked we decided to go to the doctor next day.

Doctor examined me and said he could not understand how I got this condition. He suggested this happens with heavy drinkers or who are on drugs. Alcohol that too at school time, even now I don't go to places even if I get a whiff of alcohol.It has got nothing to do with my religious beliefs, I just loathe that smell.

Doctor warned me not to put any stress on the hand and I could not control my smile when I remembered what I had done the other day.He added that any stress could lead to paralysis of my entire left side.He prescribed me some medicines, an x-ray scan and then a MRI scan. Neither X-ray nor MRI scan showed any abnormality. They suggested everything to be normal.Finally doctor said "I don't know what's wrong but I would give you some medicines, lets see if they work."

I did not go to school till parent teacher meeting and sent a leave letter through my friend. After winning all the sympathy of my dad now, I confidently went to parent teacher meeting. My class teacher showed us the report card and first thing that caught my dad's eye was the remark "Very Very Irregular". My dad asked the teacher "Doesn't he come to school, where does he go after leaving from home? He asked for the attendance register. Except for these few days before PTA meeting I hadn't missed even a single class. My dad got furious and scolded the teacher for torturing students with his antics. I was enjoying the scene when my dad and all other parents started scolding the teacher left and right. I was simply delighted to see the person I hated most under attack. On the inside I was like "yeyeyeye". I was also delighted my dad took my side.

Few days after the PTA meeting, my dad said your condition saved your skin this time, better perform next time. I had thought he had forgotten all about the marks.

I must mention here that I was perfectly hale and hearty before the Diwali night. Just that the wish got deadlier and hit me back hard.

Except for this bright period, I had suffered like a limbless person for nearly six months. I looked so helpless without my left hand, I prayed to God every day to make my hand alright. Slowly, my hand started functioning again, thanks to the medicines doctor prescribed. I also thanked God that He did not work my wish on the right hand and had affected only my left hand that too below the wrist. I just see it as miracle by God to teach me a lesson. Now my hand is perfectly alright and I am very much thankful to God that I have perfectly working hands, legs, eyes, ears, nose and I am free of any physical defects.

I have been careful since then not to wish any stupid wish no matter come what may.