28th
JULY 1997
It
was almost 10:30 in the night. Everyone around was nervous. My father was even
more. He almost broke into tears. It was awful for him to look at his love
grieving with utmost pain. He was craving for my mothers’ life. If everything
goes well, I would come out and see this world. Else, I would take away my
mother with me from here. It was a 50-50 situation. My mom was struggling a lot
because of the relentless pain. She was screaming loads. She was almost dying
there. Hearing those, I felt as if I was assassinating her. I didn’t want that
to happen. I was asking the almighty to take me back because I couldn’t see her
wounded. She was very afraid of me and my father. “Don’t worry, love. This pain of mine is
going to bring the symbol of our love to this world” My mom said to my dad
holding his hand. As soon as she finished, the stretcher started moving inside.
Their hands moved apart. The doctors just said one line before rushing into the
Intensive Care Unit, “We would do our best”. The doctors in no time gave a dose
of Midazolam, an injection used to produce sleepiness and to relieve anxiety
before surgery. She fell asleep in 2-3 minutes. They soon started their
operation.
29th
JULY 1997
The
clock ticked 12:00 am. The doctors were trying their best they could to save me
and my mom. The nurses came out of the ICU for about half-a-dozen times in need
of medical equipment. They were in a hurry. My father was still crying. He
became fragile. He was standing at the entrance for past 90 minutes. All of a
sudden, he fell to the ground. He was out of consciousness. My uncle, who was
sitting nearby with his wife and 2 children immediately raised him, sprinkled
some water on his face and brought him back to alertness. He offered some to
drink. My father was silent for almost a minute. My uncle held his hand and
said: "Everything's going to be alright." Tears rolled down my
fathers’ eyes again.
It
was 12:25 am. The doctor came out removing the hand gloves. My father rushed to
him to know the situation inside. “Nothing to worry. You can see them now” the
Doctor said. Hearing those, he felt as if he was on the top of the world. He
was more than happy. He didn’t know how to react. He touched the doctors’ feet
in the dark of how to thank. He started shedding tears, but this time, it was
out of happiness, out of joy and out of love. Each and every drop coming out of
his eyes told me how important we were to him. He was speechless. The doctor
lifted him and said, "It's all your prayers that brought them back to
life". Saying these, he left the place. My uncle came to my dad and said
“Congratulations, You are a father now. Let us get in, I want to see your son
very badly”. My father was so happy after listening to those. For a second, he
was frightened. The word “Father” started repeating in his mind again and
again. Many questions were running through his mind. Keeping all these fears aside, my dad replied
“Yeah, sure”.
All
of them entered the room to see me with a lot of anxiety. I was unaware of
anything. I didn’t know what was happening around me for I was born a few
minutes ago. I was crying continuously as if someone woke me up from a fantasy,
a fantasy in which I was walking in a dense forest and every tree I passed
started whispering my name. My father was afraid to take me in his hands at the
beginning. He was thinking "How will I handle newborn, what if I hurt
him?" My mom was looking all these. My father turned to her. She was able
to understand his fear. She just shook her head once, blinking her eyes with a
little smile on her face. She didn’t even utter a word out. But, my father
sensed what she was telling. “Go on Honey, he is our baby. I trust you and I
love you.” He touched my little fingers gently and looked at my mom. I could
sense the sheer happiness in my fathers’ eyes. He then took me from the soft
bedded cradle into his hands out of fear. He kissed me on my forehead. What a
lovely moment it was. That was the first time someone ever kissed me and it was
so sweet. It had lots of flavors in it by the name Emotion, Love, Family etc.
He then put me on my mother's lap. Nothing ever could fetch me more solace than
sleeping in her laps. That was the first
time I saw my mom. She was beautiful than the fairies of heaven I met. She was
so beautiful that I fell in love with her in a fraction of a second. Maybe this
is what people call "Love at first sight".
Urvidhar
