Prologue

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'' Dastat Darum... Mishika don't do this! This ain't eternity! '' 

I could hear him say this.  I could feel, the many pairs of eyes watching over me with a lot of hope.  His head rested on my hand and the other was held by both our mum's and tears had made the bed go wet. I knew my dad was just standing near the door and staring at me.  His dad was constantly asking questions to the doctor. '' We can't say anything  as of now.  It's just been an hour since the delivery and as warned earlier her pregnancy had many complications... All we can do is wait and hope ''.  I lay there motionless, could feel all the despair but the act of response was just not happening  but the only thing that was running in my head '' where is he?  Show him, get him to me, is he alright ''. I don't know if my husband read my mind or it was just instinct but I know- love connects.  That instant he got up and said '' what if I get Eyan?  She has to respond.  She can't do this to us. '' And that moment I wanted to kiss him. 

Just when that small warm body touched me a shock ran through by veins,  the intoxicating smell of the baby gave a reason to get up. There it was.  My baby.  My blood.  A part of my soul. Our dream.  My life.

My heart and head started fighting and as they say.... Love conquers all. After 26 hours 9 mins 5 secs I finally showed movements.  My fingers stretched out to touch him feebly .  All went silent and the relief in the room. could be felt. Praneeth got 'our' baby closer to me... I felt him closer and tears rolled as I opened my eyes.  My husband broke down in relief and by instinct hugged me and our baby together and kissed my forehead.  His moist eyes made the world go fuzzy for me and all I could utter then was - '' this one also in the navy please'' and laughter filled the room..

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