Yesterday one child came to me with her mother. She reminded me of one kid with whom I had developed quite an emotional bonding.. That child was merely 9 yrs old.. Can you imagine? She was the only attendant to her ill father who was admitted in some other departments in our hospital repeatedly within a short span of time in a 'not so good' condition. Her mother expired long back. At that very young age, with some help from our hospital staffs, she single handedly managed everything for her father, which sometimes even becomes tiresome for us, the grown up adults.
You won't be able to notice a single sign of distress or anything in her face.. For the first time when she came to me seeking two units of blood for her father, one of my kind staff informed me everything about her and her father. I had done whatever was possible from my side. Even though I didn't show anything, I felt something heavy at my heart to see this little kid with so much of responsibilities!!!
After that, I had met her for so many times and did my level best to help her out whenever she came to me... Me and most of my staffs were quite caring while dealing with her.. A number of times, when I could be free for sometime, she even narrated me stories from her school !!!
Around one month back, when I was at my cabin with one of my patients, I felt one tiny hand at my shoulder followed by someone calling me 'Sir'.. The voice was familiar.. I looked back and she was there with a pleasant smile looking too cute and adorable in her white frock..
She said, "Sir, last time at the time of discharge, I along with my father came to meet and thank you.. But you were not here at that moment, so we enquired at the reception, waited for sometime and then left.."
You know.. Such kind of gratefulness is never expected from a 9 year old.. I don't know how to express my feelings, but right at that moment I felt like hugging her and assuring her of the well being of her father, even if it might be a false one, just to make her smile brighter.. But I didn't do anything such.. My heart stopped me from giving her a wrong impression about her father's health.. I just smiled, lightly pecked her both cheeks and said, "Thank you Maa!!"
"My father will get well soon !! That was her confidence and I even couldn't afford to make her lose it in any way...
I've not met her for more than a month.. I don't know when and in which condition her father was discharged from GMCH last time..Wherever she is, I can only hope that both of them are doing well.. I just can't tell anything more!!!