An
Army Captain, 24 years of age, wished to know ---- Why do I have tendency for right
side injuries? Why does not right knee heals? He has a history of calcification
in right knee, minor abscess on right hip, stress fracture right leg tibia,
right knee injury six months back. This knee issue is blocking achievement of
his main goal in life.
Session……..
It
is British ruled Bharat. I am a young boy standing outside my home. A British on
horse kicks me on my right side. I run inside my home. My father is not at
home. My mother tends to my wounds on right shoulder, right hand and right
knee. My younger sister is watching. My Father returns in night. He works
against British. I am growing up. A point on the right side of my right knee
does not heal. It is getting worse. I feel pain of and on and it has become a
habit to endure the pain. I get good education. I become a prominent person while
working against British. I work from home and meet many people. My father now
works more aggressively against the British. Both of us have same aim but adopt
different ways towards goal.
I
am married and love my wife. (I recognize her in my present life). I do not
plan to have children because of the type of work I am engaged in. My father leads
a group of revolutionaries. He is attacked. I reach there, my father is lying
down. My father does not respond. He is dead. He was strong but I am weak. The
British crushes my feet, my right side of the body with his boots. I am not
able to stand up. People help me reach home. My father is being cremated.
It
takes three months for me to heal and feel better. I move out of home to play
at bigger level. We are gathered at some isolated area. We are now more
aggressive revolutionaries. We make bombs and throw them at British. We live in
secluded place away from home. We do not harm our people. Ours is a small
group. We are now known public figures.
They
find us, surround us, capture, take and lock us up somewhere. They torture us
and do not provide food. We are not bothered. They lock our hands at the back
and take us away somewhere hidden from public. They shoot us one by one and we
fall on to the ground smiling. I am happy. My right knee still hurts. I am lying
on the ground, smile on my face, and die happily. Life was worth. I sacrificed my
life for the independence of my country.
