There were six people in this ambulance. The ward
boys had been in this business for the last 25 years but today they were part of
a miracle. They were part of the process that transformed their way of
thinking. This moment touched them like never before. The nurse was beyond
words. She had seen this happen on daily basis and yet today when life smiled
through its bitterness and impossibility she felt blessed to be here. Today she
felt she knew the purpose of her life and job. Today she saw life in all its entirety.
In the morning it seemed just like any other day for
all of them. They received a call for an ambulance and they had left the
hospital as usual. Picking up the patient – who was a pregnant woman due for
delivery, counselling her and the family members – well, everything was just
about the same. En route to the hospital they were caught up in the funeral. This
was no ordinary funeral. It was a sea of humans wailing and being hysterically distraught.
A famous celebrity had died and her funeral procession brought the city to a standstill.
People from all walks of life and all over the country seemed to have been
there. People here represented the entire nation. Who had thought that she made
and had such an impact? Certainly not
her family... They knew her to be a ‘superstar’. But seeing this reaction, support and anguish of her fans was something they couldn’t understand, process or were not prepared for. Maybe, even the celebrity didn’t know she touched the lives of so many people and she meant so much to all these people. And yet.....family was there standing dazed, aloof unable to fathom their feelings, emotions and loss in comparison to the pain that they witnessed. It was odd how death seemed to say more about a person than his life!
her family... They knew her to be a ‘superstar’. But seeing this reaction, support and anguish of her fans was something they couldn’t understand, process or were not prepared for. Maybe, even the celebrity didn’t know she touched the lives of so many people and she meant so much to all these people. And yet.....family was there standing dazed, aloof unable to fathom their feelings, emotions and loss in comparison to the pain that they witnessed. It was odd how death seemed to say more about a person than his life!
Did death make us more vulnerable and generous? Why did
we regret not having said or done things whenever we heard the new of death? Did
we presume it would never strike ‘a person’ known to us or close to us? Why did
we wait till their death to talk about the good they had done to us? Why didn’t
we tell a person how he was special when he was alive? Were we afraid or
ashamed or such emotions? Death certainly did make all philosophical!
Contd....
related posts : https://kantipadam.blogspot.in/search?q=musi+river
1 comment:
Last para really touching ,straight to heart. V all need to think why???
There is no right time,,,i need to express to many people.
Thank you mam❤💓💓💞💞.
Love you & really respect you a lot,,,its also very right i have sometimes bothered u writing really ....fwrd msg tooo and my sutiii...
Its many times ur explanation made me think ,wat i worte,think....where was i......really thank you mamma.
Post a Comment