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.
Very beautifully narrated, surely will bring same kind of memories to anyone who has gone through this wonderful experience.
ReplyDeleteThank you Padmaja for enjoying the narrative:)
DeleteWhat a touching description!
ReplyDeleteA big thanks Lady Fi!
Deleteheartwarming :)
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot, Jeevan!
DeleteVery emotional..daughters are the backbone of the Father
ReplyDeleteYou said it Mr Chowla! Daughters are angels and when I read the grisly news day after day, my heart pains to no end:(
Delete:) lovely!
ReplyDeleteLove you, Vaidehi:)
DeleteIt's such a heart warming read. :)
ReplyDeleteSaru, this came straight from the heart and am happy you liked the post!
DeleteYou must share it with Vaidehi. I hope spellings are correct.
DeleteHa ha ... Saru just read the comment before yours:) That is from Vaidehi and how can your spelling be wrong.......
DeleteOh, she has a blogger profile. :)
DeleteSir, 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.
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:)
ReplyDeleteTouch- it can make you feel safe :)
ReplyDeletelovely read !!
Absolutely, Jyoti! Touch has miracluous powers! Thanks a lot!
ReplyDeleteA memorable moment that stays all along. I can't forget the moment too.
ReplyDeleteThese 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!
DeleteI second, Alka. Can't forget the moment nor the labour pains :D
ReplyDeleteThanks Purba! I know your thinking would be no different from Alka's at least on this score:)
DeleteThis is so beautiful, Rahul! You took me back to my own husband's expression when he first held our newborn. Priceless!
ReplyDeleteThanks a lot Rachna! Some things in life are timeless and priceless:)
Deletebeautifully narrated! Its amazing to see that few memories are same for every parent! :)
ReplyDeleteAbsolutelly true, Kitty! Nice to see you back after a long break!
DeleteOhmigosh! what a beautiful story. An incident that is so close to your heart.So, so touched. :)
ReplyDeleteThanks 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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