As Sharada lifts her tired limbs towards her home down the village, her thoughts oscillated from past to present. Sharada had some horrid, unpleasant and a miserable feeling which was racked with sorrow, but through all of these all she knew was just to be Living was a Big thing. As she approached the lane near her house, there was a disturbed feeling, too many people around whispering among themselves. Unable to fathom the reason she increases her pace in the direction of her house wondering what has happened in her absence.
Swiftly she enters the room in which grandma lay speechless, motionless with flickering eyes. Her eyes rolled around the room and noticed newly wed couple- Meera and her Husband. Mute Meera had teary eyes; Sharada observed Meera really loved grandma. Before she could comfort and console Meera, grandma’s cough caught her attention. Her health was deteriorating drastically; a call for the doctor had already been made. Within minutes the doctor arrives and does a holistic checkup of grandma. Sharada, almost prepared to hear what she dreaded the most. The expression on the doctor’s face was convincingly and apparently reflecting helplessness. Doctor Ramakrishnan called Sharada in a corner and asked her to inform all the relatives that there was not much time left. With drooping eyes Sharada pulls herself, lets the news sink in. Doctor Ramkrishnan indicates to pray to the Lord for betterment of grandma and leaves the house. A sudden roar inside the house to be noticed, people have now started calling and informing relatives.
Grandma probably knows the consequence and calls for Sharada inside the room alone. They look at each other and with feeble voice they talk. Health now declines further, pulse rate slower, body movement minimum.
It was twelve in the noon and by four in the evening the eldest son of grandma had arrived with his wife. His eyes met that of Sharada and were pleased to see her. His first words were “Good you came here.” He entered the room where grandma was lying down, fast asleep. He held her hand and sat quietly. By the night almost all the close relatives had arrived except for those resided outside the country. All the neighbours and people of the village close to grandma refused to go back and stayed back inside the house praying for her health.
It was now two in the early morning when a car arrived at the entrance of the door. They were Sharada’s parents. There was a strange mixed feeling, it had been years they saw or even heard Sharada and now they met in such an unpleasant atmosphere. Confused whom they must attend first- Sharada or grandma, their minds make a quick decision; hugged Sharada and proceeded towards grandma’s room.
Grandma is alive, breathing, extending arms, recognizing her sons. At around five in the morning another car stops at the main gate. Jai Kaushik, his wife Madhuri and his kids- Dhruva and Dhriti get down from the car.
Swiftly she enters the room in which grandma lay speechless, motionless with flickering eyes. Her eyes rolled around the room and noticed newly wed couple- Meera and her Husband. Mute Meera had teary eyes; Sharada observed Meera really loved grandma. Before she could comfort and console Meera, grandma’s cough caught her attention. Her health was deteriorating drastically; a call for the doctor had already been made. Within minutes the doctor arrives and does a holistic checkup of grandma. Sharada, almost prepared to hear what she dreaded the most. The expression on the doctor’s face was convincingly and apparently reflecting helplessness. Doctor Ramakrishnan called Sharada in a corner and asked her to inform all the relatives that there was not much time left. With drooping eyes Sharada pulls herself, lets the news sink in. Doctor Ramkrishnan indicates to pray to the Lord for betterment of grandma and leaves the house. A sudden roar inside the house to be noticed, people have now started calling and informing relatives.
Grandma probably knows the consequence and calls for Sharada inside the room alone. They look at each other and with feeble voice they talk. Health now declines further, pulse rate slower, body movement minimum.
It was twelve in the noon and by four in the evening the eldest son of grandma had arrived with his wife. His eyes met that of Sharada and were pleased to see her. His first words were “Good you came here.” He entered the room where grandma was lying down, fast asleep. He held her hand and sat quietly. By the night almost all the close relatives had arrived except for those resided outside the country. All the neighbours and people of the village close to grandma refused to go back and stayed back inside the house praying for her health.
It was now two in the early morning when a car arrived at the entrance of the door. They were Sharada’s parents. There was a strange mixed feeling, it had been years they saw or even heard Sharada and now they met in such an unpleasant atmosphere. Confused whom they must attend first- Sharada or grandma, their minds make a quick decision; hugged Sharada and proceeded towards grandma’s room.
Grandma is alive, breathing, extending arms, recognizing her sons. At around five in the morning another car stops at the main gate. Jai Kaushik, his wife Madhuri and his kids- Dhruva and Dhriti get down from the car.
Good one! who are these people Jai, Madhuri and family...
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