Chapter 38

Ajit

Looking at my recumbent wife, my conscience trickled, and my vision blurred. My feet gave up unable to stand her quiescent form, and I sank to floor. A few people came around me, absorbing my fading profile. They pitied and whispered some consoling words while others just looked at me with compassion. One of them dialled the hospital number requesting an ambulance as I became immotile.

An ambulance rushed to the spot within minutes. My limbs worked bionically and I sat in the ambulance with no emotions. My wife’s resting form was transferred in a stretcher inside the ambulance. Seconds later, the vehicle darted into the busy roads of Mumbai city with an alerting siren for the public to clear the path for an emergency.

A group of doctors rushed to the spot as soon as the stretcher pulled inside the hospital. One of the doctors checked my wife’s pulse and her stretcher was dragged immediately inside the OT.

Pulling myself out of the stupor