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Son stopped writing after going to Canada!

It was also very difficult to spend time there. Due to the cold, he used to sleep with a quilt wrapped throughout the day and used to go out for a walk with him on Saturdays and Sundays due to his son’s holiday. on the beautiful sea, Seeing the beautiful bazaar and ducks floating on the seashore and the sea mountain like plough-trage, got tired of seeing it. Many times it seems that the whole country is an extension of the painting that we used to get the painting made by us on the rising sun of the mountains and the water waves floating in the rivers. ..Sometimes going to the temple used to cut time well. But like in India, neither lamps can be lit there nor incense sticks can be lit.

I am writing a column today after a very long time. Because even in the dream I had not imagined that such situations can happen in life. After what happened, I started believing in fate very much. Earlier this year I moved to Canada with my son. When I got there, I was stunned by what I found out. While going there, I had also got my return ticket deducted from Canada Air Line. When he reached there, he read the news that this airline has canceled all its return flights due to Ukraine war. There was no other help than God. What else could he do apart from sitting at home and praying to Hanumanji.

God finally listened to me and came to know that one of the airlines has started its Vancouver to Delhi direct flight from Toronto. The city was a five-hour flight away from my whereabouts. Canada is a huge country. So big that there are four different time zones. The time there varies. On my way back I saw, like a science fiction character, three days and nights in a five-hour flight. While traveling from Delhi to Vancouver without stopping took 14 hours, it took us about 25 hours on arrival from Toronto.

Somehow Ram reached the country chanting Ram. Then it came to life. How helpless do we find ourselves on the land of another country. On knowing this, the biggest problem was that of medicines. I have the right to take four months’ medicine in advance at the same time when I go there due to CGHS medical arrangement of my retired wife. When the flight got cancelled, the biggest question that arose was what would happen to my medicine if I stayed longer.

Canada is such a country where you can get medicine from a chemist’s shop only if the medicine is prescribed by the specialist there. Otherwise you can’t get the medicine. One of these important drugs was to thin the blood due to heart operation. Meanwhile, a friend of his son, who is coming to Canada, was sent a prescription for medicines from Delhi’s specialist, but he was afraid that these medicines might be confiscated by Canadian customs.

The real reason was that there are government employees like our government employees. Most of the medicines that are available from CGHS are drugs with the generic name of that drug. I was afraid that like our government babus, the Canadian government babus might confiscate them and throw them in the garbage when they see the difference between the names of the medicines and generic medicines written on the specialist doctor’s prescription.

But by the grace of God, the medicines reached me. But another big problem while flying from Canada was getting the blood thinning test PTR done. Doctors are hard to find there. All the doctors are government which are very hard to find for the citizens living there or my son who is on permanent visa. When we were in Delhi, our experts here used to get blood viscosity tested once in three months. Well, there he continued to eat only Indian doctor’s medicines given on the basis of old tests. The doctor had told that if the blood becomes thinner than the prescribed limit, then it starts flowing out by tearing any weak part of the body, and if it becomes too thick, it attacks the brain, then it stops walking. go.

If somehow luck was there then everything went well. It was also very difficult to spend time there. Due to the cold, he used to sleep with a quilt wrapped throughout the day and used to go out for a walk with him on Saturdays and Sundays due to his son’s holiday. But the beautiful sea, the beautiful market and the ducks floating on the seashore and the sea mountain like a plough-trage got tired of seeing it. Many times it seemed that the whole country was an extension of the painting that we used to get the painting made by us on the rising sun of the mountains and the water waves floating in the rivers.

I have stopped drinking alcohol. Now I have become a vegetarian. Due to this time wastage also became a big problem. Many times going to the temple was a good time. But like in India, neither lamps can be lit there nor incense sticks can be lit. Without it, worshiping the white marble Hanumanji seemed strange.

People there often arrange refreshments for the people in the temple on the birthday of one of their children, on the anniversary of their marriage. Its booking goes on for a long time and people are fed food by sitting on the chair table in the temples in the well made bowls. Due to this, the Hindus living there get mixed with each other. Usually, milk bags and fruits are offered there. Offering money in donations in temples also gives good money from the devotees. Staying there for a long time because of the temples

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When it was finally time to leave, the son came to drop him at the Vancouver airport. Had he not come, there would have been a lot of problems. Earlier it was found that the name itself was not in the list of passengers. There they speak English but its pronunciation is very different which was beyond my understanding. But somehow by talking to them, we ensured our tickets. Eventually we came back home. But till our goods did not reach us. Till then there was a hustle and bustle because it was a habit to keep reading the news of passengers’ luggage not reaching them in the newspapers there. Everyone was insured for the same and money was paid by the insurance company when he moved.

But I was worried about my medicines going into the luggage and losing my pajama, kurta and the toothbrush I used. On reaching India, the first thing I did was to take time from my specialist doctors. So that I can get my checkup done. When he reached the heart specialist and told about the problem of Canadian doctors and their lack of tests there, the doctor smiled and said that this is a needless excuse. It’s been 22 years since your heart operation. When God has not given you any problem till today, then why will he give you problem now.

Shubham Bangwal

Shubham Bangwal is a Senior Journalist at Youthistaan.com You can follow him on Twitter @sb_0fficial
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