A Co-Passengers' Humanity
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I was one of many passengers on board in Delhi metro, with my brother-in-law; travelling from my mother’s place back to my place. I, being pregnant, thought metro to be the safest route to follow and boarded in the ladies coach with my brother-in-law in the very next coach. It was my 8th month and I was busy knitting beautiful dreams with my baby. After crossing two stations, a girl entered and stood beside me, she was busy reading a novel but seemed very careful about my safety after having a glance at my huge tummy. We passed a smile to each other at that moment. Suddenly, I realised a very intense pain beginning in my tummy which was rising unbearably. My co-passengers looked tensed but only that girl standing beside me leaned towards me and enquired, `Which month are you following? And are you alone on board?’ I somehow managed to reply her, `8th month is about to end, can you call my brother-in-law from the next coach?...his name..Aditya’. She soon ran towards the next coach and shouted for his name and within two minutes my brother-in-law was with me. Though she did her part but understanding the pain in my shouts, she made the metro stop, helped me de-board with Aditya. Not only this, she encouraged me; asked me not to panic the whole time till my husband came with his car. Being the only woman figure with me, she came along to the nearest hospital where I was admitted in labour pain. Negative thoughts were surrounding me. I was feeling like I am going to lose my first baby. But that girl continued speaking, to surround me with all the positive vibes she had.
She kept rubbing my hand. She assured me that she will not let me lose my baby at any cost. And what happened after that? Had I lost my conscience? Was I successfully operated? Had I lost my baby or everything was alright now?
These were the questions frustrating my mind after an hour when I opened my eyes. But that girl was still visible to me. She was sitting outside the room where I was lying on a bed. Soon after I gained my conscience the nurse whispered in my ear, ‘congratulations! It’s a baby girl’ and a wave of mixed emotions ran through my soul. After seeing my baby lying safe in the incubation, I was overwhelmed, tears ran through my eyes. My heart was feeling lighter and elated at the same time. I soon requested the nurse to call my saviour, the girl in red, sitting outside. The moment she entered the metro to the moment she entered the room, she had that familiar smile which made me to smile and then I thanked her for whatever she did for me and my baby. I even asked my husband to name our first baby after her name, “Aisha”.
I will always remember her for the humanity she had which made me realise that the world around me still has the kindness of being a saviour for a stranger. We all are co-passengers on this earth and we all must have this kindness in our heart to lead a beautiful life together.