It was 2:37 of night. I was standing in front of him. Only sound coming was continuous beep. Slow as death. He said I know it is difficult but the truth is that his kidneys are not responding. Only hope was to keep him on dialysis but his blood pressure is not increasing. Blood pressure is not at all recordable. He paused. I looked at the machine; there were two lines instead of numbers. After few minutes he continued, he is breathing just because of ventilator. If Blood pressure does not comes up in next few minutes he is dead. A vibration ran through my body. I left the ICU and dialed to my mother. She picked up the phone and started crying. She knew if I call at this point of time, then her father is dead. “Catch the first flight and come” I said in cold voice.
‘I wanted to see him…’ she started crying, it was a sob for death, I can never forget the voice of hers. Next moment there was a voice on phone, it was my father’s. I said he is still there but there is hardly a chance that he will be able to make it to the morning...he just said ok and the phone was cut. I came near nani, she was almost unconscious, but knew what was going on. I just sat beside her.
It was 2:52 in the clock. There was a pin drop silence in waiting room of the hospital, silence of death, silence of presence of death. i saw it coming towards me in form of her. Same white dress, no sound coming from her walking, she came close and close and said, ‘doctor is calling’ I knew the nurse was messenger, its messenger. He was gone. I put my hand on my nani’s shoulder, she understood, not able to speak, she just screamed, it was no sound scream. Few people who were present there just looked blankly on us. May be they were helplessly waiting for their turn to come.
Doctor was ready to cover the face of him. I heard nani saying, ‘he is breathing…’ I knew it was ventilator, but waited for the doctor to remove it, he did and the ray of hope in her eye faded. Next moment my nana just became a dead body, to which people just wanted to get rid of…
It has been months, but the silence of that beeps are still fresh…
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