Death is inevitable; the ultimate end of life. What if you come back overcoming this harsh reality of life? 4th October 2012, the first day of my second inning of this life. The scene often revolves in my mind when I first saw the faces of my kids after passing twenty days in hospital fighting with dengue. It was the exuberant moment for them when they presumed their mom is not going to come back. Albeit many incidents could be the firsts of our life, but looking at their faces with mixed emotions of happiness and surprise is the moment that is imprinted in my mind forever.

It was mid-September 2012, when I got infected with dengue fever and dropped my blood platelets to 7000. A healthy human being’s usual blood platelet count is 150,000 to 450,000 platelets per microliter of blood. If you drop below 50,000, it’s going to affect you more adversely if you are infected with dengue. I still recall the pathetic time I endured when I could not meet anybody for those twenty days. I was losing control over my body. Despite my hard tries, I was powerless to take a single step on my own. My daughter used to get scared of trivial things. My son matured all of sudden, and was performing the duties of an elder brother besides managing all house chores. The faces of my closed ones were getting scammed from my mind. My husband used to wake me up if I slept for more than 2-3 hours. I started accepting that this is the end and babble this or that all the time. I used to request doctors to send me back home with whatever situation I was under. 

It was 4th October, when first-time platelets roused to 40,000. I was discharged with the condition that the best care will be given at home. I was managing myself to sit in the car. That was the pride moment for me. I was on the way back home.  I saw cars, traffic movement, red lights, horn, the noise. I missed them all. I reached home, my daughter heard the car horn, as usual, she was at the gate to handover the tea flask to her dad. She saw the rear gate opened. She clamored “Bhai, mamma aa gai.”. My son rushed to see me. He was oblivious of what to do. He pulled the wheelchair from the car and tried to help me sit, although he was too young to do it. I was looking at his face. I could not believe my eyes how such a jaunty child was acting prudently. My daughter looked at me head to toe as if she had seen some ghosts. She tried to speak “aap theek ho gye”. I was so emotional seeing them as I do not even remember what I replied. My husband said God sent her back for both of you. 

Those moments are the treasures of this life. I can forget anything but can never forget the first expressions full of joy on the faces of my kids and their unspoken emotional words. 

One thought on “Reincarnation

  1. Hi,
    Few experiences can be life changing especially if you are to face a life threatening or near death experience. Thanks for sharing a challenging phase of a life journey. The kids could not have been more happier to see their Mom back.
    Best wishes, Diva

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