The hospital alley was as swarmed as ever. There was a flood in the town, bad relentless rains for last three days. The people were brought in, rushed as many in one room, with doctors doing their shifts all day long. Children crying, big old men dying and there was no less of sorrow in one hollow room. People lost, only to be found dead in the mortuary which had no land left to burn their pyres.
And the merciless rains poured on.
It was 27th May or sometime around then.
In the midst of this cacophony, her daughter was born. As pretty as a pearl drop shining in the rains. She felt her best just holding her little fingers. She was blinded to the world coming to an end outside, her own world beginning to be born. It was raining still, it looked like a 7PM sky at noon. They were coming home today, mother, father and the little girl.
Their two year old son was restlessly waiting outside in the patio; getting drenched in the rains, his restiveness matching the skies above. He ran after every car crossing the streets and came back dripping in his own disappointment.
And they finally arrived.
The boy ran to the car and came back holding his mommaÃ¢â‚¬â„¢s little finger. He was more than happy with her mother back home, he missed her.
And then he asked them: Can I spend some time alone with my little sister? This surprised his mother. Ã¢â‚¬Å“Oh Darling, your little sister. Needs some rest, she has just made most amazingly tiring journey. Let her sleep for now and probably sometime later you can play with her”.
A few days past, he again asked his mother if he could spend some time alone with his sister. The mother was worried leaving the baby with a two year old. So this time she got him an ice-cream.
Next time, a toy train and another time it was a huge ball.
A few months past, the little child again asked if he could spend some time alone with his sister.
The parents agreed, and the child was left alone with his sister for a few minutes, while the parents stood by the door, listening furtively.
The little boy holds his sister’s finger and asks her-
Ã¢â‚¬Å“Tell me what GOD looks like, cause I am starting to ForgetÃ¢â‚¬Â.