The horror of living with a spouse addicted to alcohol is unimaginable.
My husband was an alcoholic. I say ‘was’ as now he is off drinks. I paid the price for this with the life of our only son who left us at the tender age of 10 in 2011. My husband had lost his job and had a labor case against his employer. With his only support being alcohol he eventually became an addict, turned paranoid and deluded. He saw things and people following him the family. While visiting a mall he picked up our only child and flung him down from the first floor of the mall and jumped down himself. I was watching in disbelief, as if detached from my body.
The mall was decorated for Christmas celebrations with white angels and fairies. There must have been real fairies and angels present as my son was leaving this Earth. They must have all been there in millions to take him away, only I could not see them.
From the first floor of the mall I saw my son on the ground and my husband lying a little away from him. I came running down the escalator and when I went near my son there was already a big crowd around him. I was pulled away from my son and made to sit down. I called up my family in India and told them what had happened.
The ambulance came and took my son and husband away to the hospital. To help me go to the hospital one of my Art of Living friends came to the mall with his family. By the time I reached the hospital the entire Art of Living family from Bahrain was there.
My son was unconscious with a fracture on the head. My husband had a fractured leg and surprisingly he was conscious. I gave them healing through a technique learnt in the Art of Living blessing program.
Later my husband was taken into custody and put in a special security ward.
This was the horror I was facing and yet I remained totally detached and witnessed it all as a happening. Was that me? I wonder now! How did I manage to stay centered and calm? I surprised the doctors and nurses as I refused to take any tranquilizers. It was as if a Divine force had taken over me.
I had become an Art of Living teacher just 3 months before this tragedy.
My son came into my life with my Guru and soon after I became an Art of Living teacher, he left. He was my little guru, giving me all the knowledge points of Art of Living. My husband and son had a very loving relationship and it was the little one’s sacrifice that cured the dad of his addiction.
Like a concerned friend Gurudev Sri Sri Ravi Shankar telephoned me at the hospital and asked what happened. My husband was in police custody. I lost my son 4 days later when love of whole Bahrain was around me. My husband did not know we had lost our child. He was not allowed to know as he was being assessed and interrogated.
The doctors expected me to be rolling on the floor, pull my hair, take a dagger and kill my husband. Nothing like that happened. Throughout my son’s passing away and his cremation it was the presence of the Guru that kept me in a sane, calm and centered state. People around me wondered, how is she managing to do this!
I went to meet Gurudev Sri Sri Ravi Shankar ji soon after the incident and with his blessings made the decision to be with my husband. Do not see intention behind others mistakes- I knew he was not responsible for the act. The knowledge given by Gurudev kept me centered and strong. I accepted the present moment as it is. I was not a football of others opinion who told me to leave my husband and let him go to jail. Opposite values are complementary, I was sure this had happened for a big reason. I kept hearing my son’s soul telling me “mom, I am leaving you as you have a lot of good work to do. I am setting you free, you don’t have to worry about my school, my eating and my extra curricular activities. Mom I will see you soon. I love you”.
My husband was acquitted of all charges and set free. It was a miracle in the legal history of this country. I KNEW WHOSE POWER WAS BEHIND IT.
It is now two and half years after the tragedy and I can say I AM HAPPY!! But for my Master and his wisdom I would not have been writing this today.