Being a diabetic..

SCENE 1:

That day I went to one of my relative's house.. I was invited for dinner.. Auntie is a very good cook and as usual she prepared everything so tasty.. After the dinner was over, uncle, a known diabetic for several years on regular medications, told me,

"do you know Partha, what's the tragedy being a diabetic?"

I didn't answer and just kept looking at him.. Actually I was confused what he was upto..

He continued, "You see, both of us had finished dinner.. But to be true, I can take double of the amount of which I've consumed just now.. That means I've to control.. Just control and control..And this control is not for a single day.. Starting several years back, this control is for the whole rest of my life... You can't just escape.. !!!"

SCENE 2:

Another uncle, who is also a known diabetic on regular insulin, with whom I casually discussed the above incident told me,

"My problem is somewhat different, yeah, the control part is really a tragedy.. But you know what disturbs me a lot.. Its the overpowering.. Everybody in the family can decide what I can eat.. But not me.. I am now 73, and after a diabetic life of more than 3 decades I know it well what is good for me and what is not.. I know they (the family members) are conscious about my health and I am thankful to them, but sometimes I feel like I am under some dictatorship and that irritates and makes me real sad.."

MY VIEWPOINTS::

You know.. Both these uncles are real close to me and whatever they had disclosed was the flow of their unexpressed emotions.. Both of them never expected nor these are some grounds to avoid diet control and all those medicines.. But its also true that when we care for somebody, sometimes we eventually fail to understand the human being trapped inside the physical body dependant on some medications!!!!