Our little village and some of the going ons that transpire within.

Apr 11, 2020

Covid 6

She had German measles in her second trimester. The doctor warned her that there was a good chance the baby would be compromised. Good chance ? She thought. That’s a bad chance. It was . But they found that out later. That this perfect baby girl with ten twinkling fingers and ten twinkling toes was deaf. 
So she quit her job. Resigned from the ladies sodality. From the entertainment committee. From anything that took her away from her baby. She put her into regular school. What took the other kids five minutes would take her baby  twenty. But her lip reading was getting better by the day. When she had to start on Hindi and Marathi it was back to square one. But she made it. Slowly.
She learnt painting and computers. She dated. She got married and had her own children. Two perfect little beings. Who grew up and got married. Went off to start lives of their own. 
Along came Covid . Face masks mandatory. Lip reading ? Back to square one.

2 comments:

Rahul Chandawarkar said...

Once again, a super piece Clement Bab. Do all architects write like this?
If so, then we journos surely have something to worry about. Valor!

Navaz Dcruz said...

So well written. Love the irony. Keep writing.
Navaz