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Nikki had always been a healthy child and hence going to the doctor was ruled out. If at all she had a cold cough or fever at any time, either it would get cured on its own or Dolo 650 would do the work. Other than academics she was good in a number of things. She never focussed on anything in particular and just was happy with whatever came her way. She went on to complete her graduation and became a motivational speaker. She believed in the power of youth and knew that if they were guided properly, the country could make a lot of progress.
She had lived all her life in Mumbai and was used to the fast pace of life. Bangalore where she lived at present now was in stark contrast to Mumbai. Other than its IT parks, the city was famous for its traffic jams. Her husband was an entrepreneur. There was a lot of competition in all businesses and like Darwin's theory of evolution, it was the survival of the fittest.
When Nikki was pregnant 7 years after marriage, the entire family was very happy. Her husband's joy knew no bounds. All was well. Nikki was pampered by her husband. He would take utmost care of her. Then when she was 4 months pregnant, she experienced shooting pain in her stomach. She could not ignore it as it was becoming unbearable. Her husband took her to the gynaecologist. While they were waiting outside, her cabin, they both were praying fervently for their child's well being. Finally, after what seemed like ages, the doctor called them in. After a checkup and some more investigations, the Doctor said that she's had a miscarriage. It was like their entire world collapsed around them. Just like a house made up of a pack of cards. Eventually, Nikki got over the physical pain. But the mind always does strange things to you. It never lets you forget what you want to. Waves of pain would encompass her whenever she remembered this incident. Nikki was a teacher and spent a good part of the day in the company of teenagers. There were a few with whom she developed close bonds. These students would message her even after leaving the portals of the school. It was sort of nice to keep in touch with the students and be happy with their achievements. The doctor in the meanwhile was investigating as to what would have gone wrong. He asked her to get a few blood tests done. One evening she went to see the doctor with her blood report. The doctor told her that she had thyroid malfunctioning which was responsible for the miscarriage and also she was haemophilic. Seeing that Nikki was becoming depressed, Dr Kamat told her, "My dear think of it as God's way." "But that's so unfair," she said. "God is never unfair. All this while you didn't know you had a bleeding disorder, but he knew it all the time. What happened was for good only as if the pregnancy would have continued, both of you would not have survived. How could the Supreme Mother not take care of her child? She did this all to save you. Think about it and how beautifully she's protected you." What Doctor Kamat said was making sense to her now. A heart filled with gratitude, she came back home.
The next day was Mother's Day. Her phone pinged. And there it was. Messages from Suhas whom she lovingly called Jadu and Diya her very own D sending her Mothers Day wishes. That made her day. You don't have to be a biological mother to experience the joy of motherhood. These children whom she had nurtured with her thoughts were no less than her own children and getting messages from them was like being on Cloud Nine. Happy Mothers Day to all the nurturers.