We often hear that children are God's gift. But recently an IVF case in India raised some uncomfortable questions.

Recently, there was an incident in India where a couple had twins through IVF treatment. After some time, they noticed that the children did not resemble them. A DNA test later revealed that the twins were not genetically related to the parents. It appears that embryos may have been accidentally exchanged at the IVF center, and an investigation is undergoing.

On the surface, it looks unfair to the parents. But the incident also makes us look at some deeper questions.

We often hear motherhood as unconditional love, but what exactly does that mean? If a woman carries a child in her womb, gives birth to the child, nurtures the child, and then finds out that the DNA does not match, why does the relationship suddenly fall apart?

Acharya Ji has often said that much of what we call parental love is deeply connected to biological attachment, hormones, and the sense of "mine." This incident seems to expose that attachment quite clearly. The children were loved as long as they were believed to be "their own." The moment that belief was shaken, everything changed.

If we look at the situation from the children's side, it becomes even more heartbreaking. The children did nothing wrong. They did not choose to be born. They are healthy and innocent, yet they may end up carrying the consequences of a mistake they never made. I think the real unfairness is not happening to the parents, but to the children.

By default, we see ourselves as bodies. our consciousness is usually centered around bodily identity and that's why we tend to look at ourselves and others through physical relationships, appearance, blood relations, and DNA.

But as human beings, we have the opportunity to rise above this limited identification and elevate our consciousness. This is what Acharya Ji continuously points towards: understanding who we really are.

The ego survives through divisions. It constantly creates distinctions between "mine" and "yours," "my child" and "someone else's child," "my family" and "other families." Maybe incidents like this reveal how deeply that conditioning is rooted within us.

What are your thoughts on this? How do you see this situation?

Do we love the child or the idea of "My Child"?