Beyond Life....

 "Why Shri ? You always stick onto the negative side of any aspect.You are such a damn "pigeon hearted pessimist".Keep positive thoughts man."This sentence is often iterated by my guardian angel.I simply give no answer to my angel.

                               Well,this particular description about me is no way connected to the below content.I write this story of  mine with a heavy heart after witnessing a casualty (not directly though ).

Life gave a call   

Listen to Life when it speaks

                             The day was Thursday-July 22'10. 'Tick -tock' resounded with a sharp alarm waking my mom at the wee hour.I was awake though, not making any movement.I heard only whispers ,"Get that red colour bottle",my mom helped herself and brought a tea spoon of some peevish tonic into my mouth.I dozed off again.

                I barely remember the happenings of that day.Only thing I remember now is that "8 hour stay in the Intensive Care Unit".I surpassed what was then called a fatal situation.Yes,I had dengue fever and as a result of my fallasiously diagonised report I was taken back to my home town and was put under the tender arms of my family doc.(late enough to be admitted in CCU).My blood platelet count was dropping and to make my mom's tongue slip out I was bleeding through nose.(forget not to mention about my temperature dropping on a negative scale).But...I survived..Glory to the Almighty!!!

Life calls again

               "Sid,who's on the line??"..."It is Kowshi daaaaa"- evac...We (or atleast I )went blank.I could sense  that someone was holding me and from else where a twinch of droplets appeared over my face.I remember nothing thereafter.My bike went underneath a truck and we were thrown off.This happened on Feb 7,2011.Luckily it was me who succumbed heavy injuries.I later heard my friends saying that I was in a semi coma state and henceforth taken directly to ICU.

             Okay,my description of these events is not to make a self portrait of my traumatic acheivements.That night stay in the ICU taught me a lot of things.To be frank,I realised  the worth of life that night.

  Back to Feb 7'11

                                      I became widely awake an hour before midnight.I saw two nurses and a doctor sitting nearby.They cleaned my wounds and I was given a pain killer to make it less hurt when the stitching was done on the inner side of my mouth.It lasted about half an hour and then there was complete silence.

     It was half past one.I heard a lady mourning."Kill me "said the voice.Since each of our beds were individually screened,I couldn't make a picture of the exact happening.But the voice did express pain in it.Gosh!!those were horrible moments,hearing a person mourn on the death bed.But I was able to see the movement of the doctors.Bad..I experienced a different world there.I could hear her vomitting(!).I did feel her suffering the most. And next to my immediate right was another accident case(i guess);that guy was terribly unlucky for he had suffered head injuries and terrible blood loss.No way of saving.An escorting fear rose inside me and I asked the nurse to give me a dosage for sleep(which she did).

                   At quarter past eight in the morning,my doc showed up and declared me fit enough to be shifted to the general ward.I asked the nurse about the lady.She held her head down shaking.This was when I realised how important a  life is.When I came out of the ICU, I saw my mother's eyes.Literally they were dried up.On the other hand,I saw the family of the other guy who was still there in ICU.Mixed emotions.Am not a good writer to put those in words.

       Life indeed teaches us many things.Each moment in life is a lesson learnt.Miss not those opportunities.And this is particularly for those people who fail to understand the one major thing and see "Suicide " as an option..and the one major thing is "LIFE". Listen to Life when it speaks..Gravity is a powerful thing however hard you fly it will definitely make you land. Stay happy and Stay connected.