While my name has been pronounced and mispronounced by many I would like to let you know that it is indeed very simple to say my name.
My first name is CHAR-OO. CHAR is pronounced like the char in charbroiled burgers and the OO is pronounced as the word Kangaroo.
What does Charu mean? http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Charu
I was born and raised in India. I moved to the United States on a cold snowy day in February 1992 to be united with my sweetheart. I have lived the first half of my life in India and the second half in the US. I am a proud mother of a twelve-year old. I became an avid reader in the last decade and love to travel and watch movies. I enjoy cooking to nourish my family and our friends. We have a small vegetable garden in our backyard where I try to grow herbs and tomatoes every summer.
‘There is but one temple in the Universe, says the devout Novalis, and that is the human body. Nothing is holier than that high form. We touch heaven when we lay our hand on the human body.’ – Thomas Carlyle
I am a Licensed Physical therapist and practiced as a therapist for the last seventeen years in the United States and three years in India. In my profession I came across many “temples” in different sizes, colors, ages and genders. Unfortunately they were broken when I had to work on them. Sometimes the damage was very extensive and it took a long time to repair them and it was my job to help the owner recover his or her temple. While working with different folks I realized that the feelings of pain, sadness, anger, guilt, happiness, pride, joy, love are the same.
From being disabled to again being able-bodied instilled the same happiness and pride in a seven-year old or a ninety year old. When I worked with people most times I had to only remind them that their inability to do a task was only temporary and they are in charge of changing their physical status to being able to do the said task. I owe my success as a therapist to the thousands of temple owners who did their part in the healing to recover and rehabilitate.
Recently I met a centenarian and although my memory had failed me, the gentleman who was my patient reminded me that I had worked with him. This happens many times when people stop and ask me if I am Cheru (sic) the therapist. I feel truly grateful that people remember me for the difference I made in their lives.
I love to meet people and embrace goodness in every human being. Over the years I have realized though that life is too short and I try to avoid people who vex my spirit. I have found true beauty in simplicity but find it difficult to make things simple in this chaotic life. These musings are an effort to share what I see “simply” in this beautiful world.