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Wednesday, November 19, 2014

Bring Back the Touch


The rain drops were fresh on the grass and the cold air was blowing gently as the leaves rustled. The continuous downpour through the night had kept me awake. The military barrack where the Command Hospital is located in Pune is almost forty kilometers from where I was residing. The salubrious surroundings, sight of rising hills and silhouetted Singhgarh Fort with undulating green valleys, made each day a special one! Most of the day was spent in studying as pursuing a full time post graduate engineering course was a daunting task after a long break!
My wife was in a family way and so the little time I got, was spent in taking care of her, visiting the doctor and assisting in the household chores! It was a Sunday morning, and one of my wife’s cousins who were undergoing the military training at the NDA had come to visit us. Soon, an emergency like situation arose that required shifting my wife to the hospital, and as luck would have it the doctor at nearby hospital was on leave. Having no option, we had to rush to the Command Hospital. After reaching there, she was wheeled into the labor room and the interminable wait started! Some more pregnant ladies came in and within hours most of them delivered and nurse kept breaking the news of new arrivals! Every time a nurse appeared, I would jump out of the seat only to be disappointed and told that I would have to wait! The time wore on till evening and the doctors told me to go back but the mental turmoil did not allow me to leave the place. Late at night I was informed that a senior doctor has been called in leaving me more anxious than ever. It kept pouring through the night and the sleep was elusive! Around 8.30AM in the morning, I went out for a cup of tea and the moment I returned, the nurse informed me that we had been blessed with a girl! My joy knew no bounds and after another two hours of wait, saw my wife being wheeled out with my tiny daughter who had her eyes open! Holding hands of my wife and seeing the spark return in her tired eyes was like reliving the moment when we had met the first time! This time it was even more rewarding as she had given me the best gift of my life whom I touched for the first time with a swelling pride!

PS: This post has been written for the Indiblogger and Parachute Advanced Body Lotion (http://www.pblskin.com/),  #BringBackTheTouch. Contest.

30 comments:

  1. Very beautifully narrated, surely will bring same kind of memories to anyone who has gone through this wonderful experience.

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    1. Thank you Padmaja for enjoying the narrative:)

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  2. Very emotional..daughters are the backbone of the Father

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    1. You said it Mr Chowla! Daughters are angels and when I read the grisly news day after day, my heart pains to no end:(

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    1. Saru, this came straight from the heart and am happy you liked the post!

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    2. You must share it with Vaidehi. I hope spellings are correct.

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    3. Ha ha ... Saru just read the comment before yours:) That is from Vaidehi and how can your spelling be wrong.......

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    4. Oh, she has a blogger profile. :)

      Sir, my spellings and numbers are generally wrong. I think I've a medical condition but I am too scared to go to a doctor. I can't even read a phone number properly. I mix numbers and alphabets.

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  4. You just sound like my father, everytime he talks about how he held me in his hands just after I was born :-)

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    1. I am sure your father too must feel the same way even now and having a daughter like you would be a matter of pride for him, on each day, Ashwini:)

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  5. Touch- it can make you feel safe :)
    lovely read !!

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  6. Absolutely, Jyoti! Touch has miracluous powers! Thanks a lot!

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  7. A memorable moment that stays all along. I can't forget the moment too.

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    1. These moments stay with us forever and am sure for the mother it is even more as she is the one who has the major role:)Thanks a lot for reading Alka!

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  8. I second, Alka. Can't forget the moment nor the labour pains :D

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    1. Thanks Purba! I know your thinking would be no different from Alka's at least on this score:)

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  9. This is so beautiful, Rahul! You took me back to my own husband's expression when he first held our newborn. Priceless!

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    1. Thanks a lot Rachna! Some things in life are timeless and priceless:)

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  10. beautifully narrated! Its amazing to see that few memories are same for every parent! :)

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    1. Absolutelly true, Kitty! Nice to see you back after a long break!

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  11. Ohmigosh! what a beautiful story. An incident that is so close to your heart.So, so touched. :)

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    1. Thanks Divya, for that nice comment! I know, as a mother of small kids how well you would be able to relate to this post

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