- ICU -
Saturday
June 17th, 1995
Dear Diary,
I rushed to home. I saw an ambulance outside my house and Dadi being put on a stretcher to take her to the hospital. I asked the neighbours, they said that one of them went to my house for something and found Dadi craving for help by calling my name and they called the ambulance. I thanked the neighbours and sat in the ambulance to accompany Dadi to the hospital.
The ambulance was from a municipal hospital and I thank that. We can't afford a private hospital. I repent that this was my first thought when we entered the gates of the hospital. I should repent my choice and my pitiful existence. Why did I choose the job?
Dadi was admitted to the ICU. Her blood pressure was high. When her blood pressure came down I asked her for forgiveness.
She just asked me for what? My heart felt guilt even more than before. I couldn't hold the tears. Dadi asked me where father was and I didn't know. I remembered that he wasn't at home when I reached there and the neighbours also didn't mention anything about him. I thought where was he?
I didn't go out to search for him. The doctors said that Dadi had healed and now I could take her home. We reached home. Father wasn't there either. Dadi again asked me where father was and I still had no answer.
Good Night, Diary
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