I wrote once life is relative.
Pain, sorrow happiness and ecstasy all relative.
Like the weather, it’s a perpetual cycle which keeps the wheels of life running.
One of the best places to see this motion of life is a general hospital, where there is happiness in the maternity ward cause some one is getting born!
But sorrow in the trauma and casualty ,some body died young cause of a deadly road accident!!
My trips to Tata hospital has been a source of introspection and thinking about life. The sorrow the pain the anguish, the irritation and helplessness of the family members!!
The whole atmosphere is so frightening that a toughie like my father started to realize the gravity of having Cancer.
The innocent and hollow faces of the children’s of Cancer are haunting. My Heart cries for the loss of health and childhood of these gifts of God.
The sufferers are the parents off course who move from one department to the other carrying their child like zombies!!
I can’t forget the incidence when a small boy was brushed lightly by my hand while crossing the crowded ally of Tata memorial hospital Mumbai; the deep cry of pain made me stop and sooth him by saying sorry profusely.
In response to my touch on his head the crying child turned towards me, what an innocent face but minus one eye?
The darkness in the hollows of the eye socket hit me hard!!
Why god why the children??
They never smoked? They never committed the sins of current lifestyle to attract Cancer?
I have to take Papa to Tata tomorrow; my heart is dreading the place for the pain and anguishes the despair and the emptiness. It’s a tough call!!