THE SHOW MUST GO ON.

     The show must go on. If someone had told her this five years ago, she would have killed that person right away. Five years ago doorbell of their house rang loud. When she walked in the lounge from her father’s room, her eyes met with a box placed on their table. It was bright yellow with red inscription for the name of shop and it held sweets in it. Everything about the box and its contents was representing happiness and life; bright yellow as sunshine, red as rose and sweet as sugar. The box was all about glee and bliss in itself. These sweets were distributed by their family friends to celebrate the birth of their grandchild, her mother told her. She embraced her mother tightly and told her about the death of her father. It all happened in seconds. But these seconds were so long that they appeared to span a lifetime. Her dear father breathed his last breath on his bed. She was helpless as she saw her king leaving for eternal journey. That was one moment when her soul crushed, her heart broke and her strength gave away. But she still was breathing.

KISS OF LIFE

My doctor told me I was having a baby girl. My mother’s expression changed suddenly. She was a mother, a member of our society, so she wanted her daughter’s first child to be a son. But it was not a son. It was a daughter for me. Surprisingly my mother-in-law was over the moon. She was a mother too, a member of our society, so she wanted to see her son’s children as soon as possible. Between these wants of sons and children, they somehow noticed my silence. My both mothers thought I was upset because I was not going to give birth to a son. I did not answer them. My thoughts began where their thoughts ended.

CRYING EYES LONG FOR SUNSHINE

That night was full of sunshine. I could actually feel the warmth and brightness of sun shining over me. But that was night! I thought how an analytical mind could possibly get astray and laughed at my thoughts. I could not help but giggle and smile while getting ready for the function. I was getting married to my friend, my soul mate, my love. While saying “I do”, I was not actually thinking of taking him as my husband. I always thought what brides and grooms would think during that moment, I used to explore nuances of emotions on their faces to know what they would be thinking at that moment. With every “I do” I was looking forward to a wonderful future, a future that I wanted to spend with the man I trusted. I was thinking about all the rains and sunshines that would get a meaning in my coming years. And henceforth, I became a missus.

When the curse was rewarded

Mama and baba could do nothing but console their daughter. They tried every thing in their capacity to comfort their darling daughter, their hero, as they called her. Gloom prevailed upon their house, for the grief was uncalled for. Tears were rolling down their eyes and asking Lord just one question, why they? Why they had to face such a problem when their daughter did nothing harm to anyone. The incidence was enough to shatter their spirits. Haya started her medical training under Dr. Zee but that move did not prove fruitful for her. Dr. Zee, as called by fellow doctors, had a repute of being difficult at times. But Haya did not anticipate what could happen to her. Dr. Zee put a wrong case of medical negligence against Haya and almost got her license cancelled.