A Loved One’s Battle:
I am someone who has seen a loved one fighting cancer – my 18-year-old sister- Sameeksha. She fought it with all her courage and to everyone’s surprise, she was strong enough to radiate her positivity all around.
She was diagnosed with cancer when she had just turned 18, ready to pursue her dreams and ambitions.
An Epitome of Compassion:
Sameeksha never wanted anyone to go through the same suffering she had to face. Though she never shed a tear when she was diagnosed with cancer and the harsh treatment she went through, I could see her pain for cancer patients. It reflected in her eyes. Sameeksha welcomed adversaries with a reassuring smile. She stood out from the pack and was from a different league altogether. “Will they also have to undergo the same treatment that I have taken? Will they have to bear the same pain? I wish they don’t have to face what I had to. I want to do something for cancer patients so that they don’t have to bear the same pain”
Smiling through her Pain:
She was someone who took this challenge thrown at her head-on with a soothing and pleasant smile on her face. She lived as a brave person not caring about what the society might think of and loved to challenge and change it whenever she got an opportunity, and when she didn’t get one, she used to make one.
My Warrior Sister:
She fought like a warrior, as a Fauzi(soldier)- she always had it in her. Such a vibrant personality she was and I consider myself fortunate to have such a person as my younger sister, my close friend and immense support as well as someone who told me the real way of living life- bravely- fighting with the odds.
Lost Hugs and Kisses:
Today, it’s been a year since I have talked to her, I have hugged her and had just been around her. It’s been a year since she has made fun of me sharing with me a burst of heartfelt laughter. It’s been a year since she has rested in peace giving the world around her a more meaningful reason to live for, a way to a purposeful life.
What she continues to teach us:
Seeing her smile through the immense pain she had to bear, gave me the courage to not get disheartened over small problems of life, which earlier used to bother me now and then. It taught me to stay strong and fight with all that I have, come what may. I try to implement it in my daily life. The problems that I face are nothing in front of her plight and thus I endure the pain with a glowing face. I always feel her absence, I wish she could herself teach me this.
The Never-Ending Void:
I miss her every day, every moment and will have to live the rest of my life with that never-ending void. It is difficult to move on with life without her smiling face. Nobody knows what it would end with, but even if the end is not pleasant then also there must not be a reason to stop trying because in that case we have already dimmed and killed our chances of winning. If deterministic attempts are being taken to defeat the disease against all odds then things will be brighter, we may win. In any case, the only option is not to give up.
I would like to end it with a few lines –
“Everything can be taken from a man BUT one thing: the last of the human freedoms to choose one’s attitude in any given set of circumstances. So no matter how dire your circumstances may seem now, how you deal with life’s blows is a ‘spiritual freedom’ that makes life meaningful and purposeful.” Everybody dies but not everybody lives, and I am glad that my sister lived her life to the fullest. She inspired everyone around her to cherish life as it is and to make the most of the time we have got on this planet.