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Iqra Quraishi

Drama

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Iqra Quraishi

Drama

Goodbyes

Goodbyes

3 mins
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I was on my first day in the hospital, I was all prepared. Just like any flowing water before getting into kinetic energy prepares and stores itself in potential energy, eh a little bit of physics there, which I never thought I'll be using someday, specially on such a special day. Ah that's something we say miracle cause a person like me, had always been avoiding physics like youngsters now a days avoid their ex. Haha! I have got humour? I have right? Even if I don't ace at it, I will try my best to have it in hospital, as we know hospital lacks humour usually.


I was all set, my hair, my coat, my bag, my Fogg wala perfume so that I can easily answer people asking "Kya chal raha h bhai?" with "Fogg chal raha h" haha! I looked at myself in the mirror, no wonder the most handsome. Call me self obsessed but there's no one who can look any better than me in a mirror, wo baat alag h that I will cover the whole mirror in a way only I can be seen, haha!


And I finally reached the hospital, with some of happy or sad emotions going around, a little girl held my hand, I asked her where's her parents, she point saying "they are crying", I went to them and asked, they replied, "She's going to have a brain surgery, which may result in her death." with endless tears. I kneeled down to her, she was sitting in a bench, wearing the operation clothes, "So beta, we are going to play a ..."

while she interrupted me and said, "Don't lie uncle, I am not a dumb kid. I k

now it very well that I may return to uparwale bhagwaan in this game, but everyone is lying. Huh, I hate liars. I don't understand, even if I will go to God, why is it so hard to say a Goodbye? Mtlb we are taught na, we should greet farewell with a Goodbye then why does everyone forgets what is taught?"

I was dumb on how to answer those innocent eyes, I could just pray that she lives, and the Goodbye becomes an extra pen we take in exams. 


Soon she was called, I waved at her, she did the same with a beautiful smile. I turned, to get back to my work, the first day, I entered the room. I came to visit someone actually, you may ask why I called it work, but the truth is I never visited any hospital till date even after being a chemist. Haha! Ya I'm weird, but maybe I had been running from the fact "Goodbyes are hard", but someday, you have to face what you had always been avoiding. I entered the room, maybe for the first and last time. I sat near her, putting all of the smile I had been storing for days by not visiting hospitals, I took her hand on mine. For the first and last time, feeling those nerves pumping blood, feeling the warm blood and the soft skin. I am seeing her for the last time, and my eyes were like the moon, which has water somewhere but has been declared dead and barren. 


Soon, the doctor called me off, and I went with a smile leaving a letter near her, "Goodbyes aren't really hard if my heart works as yours"



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