It was a match made in heaven. She thanked the gods for it. Every day. While she prayed for a child. He was an atheist. God, he said had nothing to do with anything.
And unto them a child was born. Of course he needed a black spot put on his cheek. To mar his perfection and keep the evil eye at bay. She thanked the gods for him and prayed for his good health. That he would stand first in class. He did. Regularly. She thanked the Gods. While she prayed he would get into medicine. If he did’nt, then at least engineering. The Gods smiled on her and him.
Those long hours in Emergency were trying. She prayed that he would be done with them soon. He wanted to go to the states for an MD.
Suddenly Emergency was flooded. Flooded with people who came in with a fever and a cough. And left in a hearse.
She prayed that God would keep him safe. He didn’t.
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8 comments:
Great piece!
Oh No! How sad! Stay with the romance! We need good love stories.
Super piece, Clement. With the minimum use of words. More power to your writing!
Hi Clement, such a powerful piece with so few words. Valor!
At some point in our life we have to believe that without God we are Nothing! Nice reflection Clem
His father was right :)
A beautiful piece on the bittersweet realities of partners and parents
Truly amazing. Am still reading it. Thanks I get a slice of the Bombay life.
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