Im looking for a better beginning and solid conclusion.My brain just froze towards the end :(
Also any other comments are welcome :)
Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.
Till last week, I had one focus - to make it to Carnegie Mellon, score well on my finals and maintain my extracurricular interests.
I still hold on to that dream, but with a difference.
From an "I, Me and Myself" approach to life, a sudden twist of fate put things in a new perspective. While I had always appreciated the good things of life, I had also taken them for granted. No, I'm not talking about material pleasures. I'm talking about the most important issue: family.
Since childhood, I have had one grandparent. Simple, adoring, lovable and always around. Till the time she fell prey to a deadly eye disease: Endophthalmitis. Endophthalmitis is an inflammation of the internal coats of the eye. It is a dreaded complication of all intraocular surgeries, particularly cataract surgery (which she had undergone six years ago) with possible loss of vision and the eye itself.
Overnight, she went blind and my world changed.
From her preparing tea for me late at night while I pored over differential equations, the situation got reversed. Now, it was the whole family monitoring her every move, her every need. Even I fell into a pattern. Fifteen minutes of Linear Programming. Eye drops. Thirty minutes of Macroeconomics. Amycalin shots. An hour of Business Studies. Oral Ciplox.
Strange as it may sound, even these dark days have had a bright side to them. In all of my 17 years, I have never seen my family bond as much as in this past week. Caring, sharing, laughing and yes, even crying at every step of her recovery. It has strengthened our confidence in each other. We know that each of us will be there for the other, in times of need. Most importantly I have found a new hitherto unknown source of strength, a wellspring of trust when I least expected it.
There is a 10% chance of recovery from Endophthalmitis, so I have heard. Though slowly, my grandmother is recovering from this disease. I do not give fate complete credit for this. I believe we owe it to the unstinting, untiring effort of a family united.
This incident has changed my outlook on life. I found out the strengths and support , relationships in my family have. I face life's challenges with renewed enthusiasm and confidence.
Also any other comments are welcome :)
Evaluate a significant experience, achievement, risk you have taken, or ethical dilemma you have faced and its impact on you.
Till last week, I had one focus - to make it to Carnegie Mellon, score well on my finals and maintain my extracurricular interests.
I still hold on to that dream, but with a difference.
From an "I, Me and Myself" approach to life, a sudden twist of fate put things in a new perspective. While I had always appreciated the good things of life, I had also taken them for granted. No, I'm not talking about material pleasures. I'm talking about the most important issue: family.
Since childhood, I have had one grandparent. Simple, adoring, lovable and always around. Till the time she fell prey to a deadly eye disease: Endophthalmitis. Endophthalmitis is an inflammation of the internal coats of the eye. It is a dreaded complication of all intraocular surgeries, particularly cataract surgery (which she had undergone six years ago) with possible loss of vision and the eye itself.
Overnight, she went blind and my world changed.
From her preparing tea for me late at night while I pored over differential equations, the situation got reversed. Now, it was the whole family monitoring her every move, her every need. Even I fell into a pattern. Fifteen minutes of Linear Programming. Eye drops. Thirty minutes of Macroeconomics. Amycalin shots. An hour of Business Studies. Oral Ciplox.
Strange as it may sound, even these dark days have had a bright side to them. In all of my 17 years, I have never seen my family bond as much as in this past week. Caring, sharing, laughing and yes, even crying at every step of her recovery. It has strengthened our confidence in each other. We know that each of us will be there for the other, in times of need. Most importantly I have found a new hitherto unknown source of strength, a wellspring of trust when I least expected it.
There is a 10% chance of recovery from Endophthalmitis, so I have heard. Though slowly, my grandmother is recovering from this disease. I do not give fate complete credit for this. I believe we owe it to the unstinting, untiring effort of a family united.
This incident has changed my outlook on life. I found out the strengths and support , relationships in my family have. I face life's challenges with renewed enthusiasm and confidence.