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It is been few days I have not posted anything. During these days I came across a child Asif, who is also fighting for the life. He is also suffering from relapsed Leukemia. He is desperately in need of all of our support   

Few days back I received a call from come some one and they told me that there is a child Master Asif, suffering from relapsed ALL and undergoing initial treatment in the same hospital where Piysuh was treated. I rushed to meet him after my office hours. I met the boy and his parents. I was so touched by the situation out there. Boy is 11 years old. I was just watching his eyes. Innocent eyes, not aware of the magnitude of the situation. Father is a poor

While I was inside the hospital, our Doc. (who treated Piyush) was around. This is our first meeting after Piyush’s departure. I just broke down after seeing him. He took me to consulting room. My memories went back to 8^th Dec’2006 when Doc informed me the relapse of Piyush. It was the same room me and Swati were sitting helplessly infront of Doc. I could see Doc’s eyes were wet. Actually he had lots of confidence in Piyush. During the hospitalisation, when ever he used to see Piyush, we could make out that. After all the checking and discussion, he used to just look at Piyush silently for few minutes and used give a smile and then leave the room. He did achieve remission within 1.5 months from the diagnosis.

I came out of the consulting room and met Asif’s parents. I only told them to give lots of love to Asif. I asked them to not to think about tomorrow and just think about today and be happy that today he can see his child. Finally I went to hospital’s billing section and deposited some money what ever possible from my side. I tried to give emotional support to both the parents. I think I could do that to a large extent. I requested them that I would take care of their food and daily expenses. But that gentleman gently refused and told me that he would ask if anything needed. I gave all my contact details and asked him to contact me anytime if he needs any kind of support.

Also I have suggested them to open an account in Hospital in the name of Asif so that donors can directly send their contributions to Hospital.

Asif needs all of our support. Any small help should give comfort to little heart. Today i will get the hospital accounts details and case no. etc. I will post it ASAP. I request all of you please extend your small help which can save a life! Please let is join hands and help Asif.

Today we remember Piyush because of his petriotism. We still remember the last year’s Aug-15th event. He got up early in the morning and got ready on his own. I was still sleeping. He woke me up saying “Papa it is already too late and still you are sleeping. We have to reach school for the flag hoisting” I got up and saw my watch. It was just 6:30am. I told him “beta, flag hoisting is scheduled at 8:30am. Still there is lot of time”. Then he realised it is too early. Immediately he sat and started doing painting work.

I would like to share a wonderful moment which makes our country proud. This incident happened when he was inside the hospital and was around two weeks before his departure. There was compitation between our Piyush and one of the staff nurse (his favorite sister) . She asked him few questions and he answered all of them. He asked her few questions and she answered. Then she chalenged him to sing a patriotic song. Immediately he was ready to stand up. But since IV lines were on, he had to sit. He raised his right hand and sat in saluting position and sung our national anthem completely. She was stunned! She really went on telling this to almost all the staff and the doctors. She aske him why did he salute while singing. His answer was again stunnig. He said “I love my country, so I give respect while singing national anthem”.  I must say here that this is how DAV public school taught Piyush about respecting the nation.

I dont know this whether I have shared with you or not. All the time Piyush had dreamt of becoming Pilot. That too fighter plane pilot! He never ever gave up this dream. Even in the midnight if you wake him up and ask him, he was firm on his dream.

Thank you so much for your all the messages. There are so many suggestions / advices which are really helping us to go on with the life. As I mention always, Piyush had come with the mission of connecting all of us together. We would try our best to keep in touch with you all.

As I earlier also said, Piysuh has strong convection on his understandings. I would like to share one classic incident.

When we shifted from Delhi to Pune, we were searching for house. We used to visit many houses and so Piyush. Everytime he used to listen words like Master bedroom, children bedroom etc. He was bit unfomfortable about these words. He kept on watching us and one day he opend his silence and asked me “Papa why everyone calls it master bedroom or Children bedroom etc?”. I was tried to explain him why. But he told me “No papa it is wrong” I asked him why it is wrong. Then he clarified me that “Mater bedroom means it is children bedroom, because we use word ”master” to address children. Like Master Piyush, Master Rohit etc. So master bedroom means it is children bedroom”. I was bit surprised with his thought process. To understand more, I asked him as what to call Master bedroom? His answe was “It should be called Mr. and Mrs Bed room”. I had to agree with his argument.

Sorry for not updating the site for few days. I have started going to office regularly. Life is tough but we are learning to go on with the life. Meditation, spirituals and philosophies are helping in a great extent. There is great support from our Siddarth Nagar society and all our friends are making sure that we are engaged in some or other activities. Also they are not leaving us alone at home. Very understanding people. 

Again every moment Piyush comes in mind. All over his memories are spread. I would like to share about his sense of humor even when he was going through a terrific pain. Around 1^st week of June. That was the time Piyush had developed bleeding in his bladder. There used be lot of blood content in his urine. It was more of blood than urine. Initially he was bit worried BUT later on he got used to the situation. As a routine, nurse used to collect Piyush’s blood sample everyday morning at 5:00am to check the counts. One day morning nurse came to collect his blood, he was awake. He jokingly asked sister “why do you waste my blood by taking through lines? Wait for a while, I will pass urine and you can collect from there”.  

Another incident, almost alternative day he was getting blood transfusions. One day transfusion was on. He just looked at the bag and asked Doc. “ Doc why do you waste this blood? One side you are giving me and other side I am passing it out. Instead, please stop my bladder bleeding”