Angel or Devil

When an anxious young Army Major reached a hospital, the on-duty Nurse took him hurriedly to the bedside of an ailing old man and told him softly,
“Your son is here.”

The patient heavily sedated because of the heart attack, saw the young man and reached out his hand. The Major took a chair beside the bed and clasped the old man’s fingers. All through the night, he kept holding the old man’s hand and offering him words of love and encouragement.

The dying man could say nothing, he only held tightly to his son all through the night. At dawn, the old man died, and the Major released the now lifeless hand he had been holding throughout the night.

When the Major went to tell the Nurse, she started offering words of sympathy, but the Major asked her,
“Who was that old man?”

The Nurse was startled. “What do you mean! He was your father,” she answered.

“No, he was not. I never saw him before in my life”, the Major replied.

When the nurse asked him why he had not said anything when she took him to the old man, the Major replied,

“I knew there had been a mistake, but I also knew he needed his son and his son just was not here. I realised that he was too sick to tell whether or not I was his son. As he needed me, I stayed.”

“Then what was the purpose of your visit, at the hospital, Sir?” the Nurse queried.

“I came here tonight to find Mr. Vikram Salaria, whose son was killed in J&K last night and I was sent to inform him.”

“But the man whose hand you kept holding whole night was Mr. Vikram Salaria,” the Nurse said.

I read this touching story yesterday evening. Some of you may also have read it earlier. I don’t know whether it’s a true story, but it shook me from within and I couldn’t restrain myself from sharing this.

This story reminded me of my elder brother, who got injured during Indo-Pak war. He was a Captain in Army at that time. The whole family was worried. The war ended after 16 days, but he kept convalescing in the military hospital for the next fifteen to twenty days. When he arrived at home, there was another Diwali for us.

This also reminds me of a story of a soldier, who didn’t come on Diwali and his little kids kept asking the family members why their father didn’t come to home this year, but they got no answer, as all were crying. When the coffin reached home, they also joined others in the family and started crying.

When a soldier dies, the country loses just one soldier, but at home, parents lose their son, kids lose their father and wife loses her husband.

War is the worst man-made disaster. When thinking fails, war erupts. It’s delightful for those who have not experienced it personally.

But one should always remember that war doesn’t determine who is right, only who is left.

Try to be an angel, not devil.

–Kaushal Kishore

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  1. Thanks for sharing. That was a kind human act. Bless this young man’s heart💕. I knew the old man was so happy to see his son beside him in his passing moment. What a lovely story! In the mist of hate, sickness and war there always love touched by hand of God to extend God’s love. I pray for the countries who are in war now. Dear God I pray for Peace! 😔😭💔🙏

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    1. The moral of this story is to extend your arms when someone is in need. Thank you, Joanna for resonating with the sentiments of the story. Let peace prevail everywhere ! Amen! 💐🌹🥀

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  2. Thank you, Kaushal, for the moving and beautiful thoughts so apt today as the Remembrance Day is observed. Every word you wrote about the evil of war is priceless. Thank you.


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    1. I was not aware that today was memorial day. It’s a sheer coincidence that I read it yesterday and thought to write today. Thank you, Joanna for reminding me and appreciating the story. Much appreciated.


      1. It is in the US. We should remember the ultimate sacrifice of fallen soldiers and be grateful
        that they and the arm forces keep us safe.
        Thank you, Kaushal, for always being one step ahead!


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  3. I had chills running up and down my spine when I read this story. An amazing lesson for all of us. To be kind, to be gentle. And as you put it so aptly, sometimes it’s not about who’s right– it’s about who’s left.
    Thank you for a great piece!

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    1. You’re right, Simone, the story brought goosebumps when I read it first. Thank you for appreciating the piece and sharing your reflections!

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    1. You’re right, Lamittan, war is nothing but self annihilation. Thank you for your kind words and support 😊💖


  4. “When thinking fails, war erupts.”
    I think that is also true, in regard to the prolific divisiveness that results from unthinking people, reacting only on an emotional level with outrage and a sense of self-righteousness.

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