It was 25th of September when my day started as usual or rather it did in a better way. I had a problem with my lower back but that day I was relieved from that pain. I got up happily and went to school. My smile came up after a hiatus. The day was going on well I was paying full attention to what was being taught. It was a perfect day. Then the bell rang and we left for our home. As my friend and I were climbing down the stairs; we burst into laughter over a girlie joke, and I was so much busy in laughing that I did not notice that two stairs were left and I suddenly fell down.
Everyone ran up to catch me and my lips turned wet with my tears rolling down my cheek. And there I was already with a crack head, with a crack bone too. I was not even able to stand. All teachers came up to me and asked me not to cry taking care of me. I was overjoyed seeing everyone's concern for me.
Teachers called up my parents and took me to the hospital. I was in such a bad mood that angrily I murmured, 'does every wrong thing has to happen with me only?' I already had a problem and now this one! It would have been better if I was born handicapped. I am a class 10th student God; can you understand class 10th? have you ever appeared for it...huh! curse you God if you ever existed'. My mental chit-chat continued till we reached hospital.
The moment I entered hospital Dr. Mukesh Prasad, who is an orthopedic surgeon and also a childhood friend of my Dad, came up straight to me asking 'what happened dear?' with a convincing look, which made me smile. I said, 'Nothing uncle, I just fell down in school, now you have to diagnose what has actually happened. Finally, after x-rays, he came up with plaster to put on my ankle.
Teachers called up my parents and took me to the hospital. I was in such a bad mood that angrily I murmured, 'does every wrong thing has to happen with me only?' I already had a problem and now this one! It would have been better if I was born handicapped. I am a class 10th student God; can you understand class 10th? have you ever appeared for it...huh! curse you God if you ever existed'. My mental chit-chat continued till we reached hospital.
The moment I entered hospital Dr. Mukesh Prasad, who is an orthopedic surgeon and also a childhood friend of my Dad, came up straight to me asking 'what happened dear?' with a convincing look, which made me smile. I said, 'Nothing uncle, I just fell down in school, now you have to diagnose what has actually happened. Finally, after x-rays, he came up with plaster to put on my ankle.
He was busy putting it and in between came an old man with injuries on his head and blood all around and doctors made him lie down on bed and they started their work. Till then few men came up with information about how did the accident take place. He was a M1 officer in B.C.C.L who went into the mine for survey and the top of the mine fell on his head. He had one daughter who was working in America, one son who was aspiring to become an IITian and a house-wife. Listening about him and his accident made me forget about my problem. I forgot that every wrong thing has to happen with me only.
In a moment or two I got back to myself, I asked uncle for how many days will I have to carry the plaster; to which he said 21 days. I was annoyed to the limit; my plans for vacation and everything just got ruined up, God why all this happens with me only? Dad interrupted and said can't you see this old man? still you think every wrong thing happens with you only? I was irritated because for me that man's pain was nothing as compared to what I was facing; but I kept quiet.
Breaking the silence; the doctor handling that man said, 'We couldn't save him'. I became numb, completely speechless and my eyes showed up that I was ashamed of myself and very guilty about my self-centered behavior.
In a moment or two I got back to myself, I asked uncle for how many days will I have to carry the plaster; to which he said 21 days. I was annoyed to the limit; my plans for vacation and everything just got ruined up, God why all this happens with me only? Dad interrupted and said can't you see this old man? still you think every wrong thing happens with you only? I was irritated because for me that man's pain was nothing as compared to what I was facing; but I kept quiet.
Breaking the silence; the doctor handling that man said, 'We couldn't save him'. I became numb, completely speechless and my eyes showed up that I was ashamed of myself and very guilty about my self-centered behavior.
A short story to sum it up:
A frustrated man was standing in church and praying that God save me...save me please..
He went out of church and few stones hit him he turned up and said God I asked you to save me and what are you doing to me?
But what God answered was "Son, there were many stones coming up your way I got most of them on myself but couldn't save you from few, I am sorry my child".
