We all have become so thick-skinned that it requires dramatic circumstances to shake us out of apathy. Compassion and generosity stand next to the Great Indian Bustard, all critically endangered.
Perhaps a decade ago I too was unmoved with the idea of blood donation. But having gone through one personal experience and witnessing the extent of desperation it causes, I realized how much it can mean to the person in need.
Today at this blood donation camp, I remembered that day of desperation. So did the guy in that blue shirt. So did the man in that white kurta. And so did the girl in red. Two things bear testimony to this assertion of mine ~ the conspicuous blood from their vein and the inconspicuous tears in their eyes.
Please donate blood. Whenever you can.
1 comment:
Once in my college time i went for blood donation with great enthusiasm but they said that u need blood actually....:)
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