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Monday 8 September, 2008
 19:29 | 5/Jul/2007 |  15 Comment(s)
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Days Outside The Home(4)


After sometime the nurse came inside and said "Barber must be coming here within few mins so get ready"
"Barber???????For wat??????" i was shocked but didn't get wat was going on.
 "U need to shave ur hair around the ear portion for the surgery."
"No,never i m not going to allow u this.it is not required.In my previous surgeries it was not done,then why this time it is required??? "
"U ll hav to dear.Doctor has said this."nurse replied
"its ok.we r waiting for the barber."dad intrrupted
"but papa!!!!" i was feeling helpless.
"i don't want this.feeling very bad papa."
"stop it now!!!"dad said
"we want ur life.nothing else.why u r bothering all this.ur life is much more imp. for us.don't loose ur heart.once u ll be out of it everything ll be fine."
"Don't worry hair will grow very fast.We  will make a new hair style now."mom said.
but it was very very hard for me to accept it.
i requested god "plz baba ji save my hair."
for two hrs barber didn't come.I thought baba ji is with me so today barber will not come and early in the morning i ll b in the OT.
But it was not so baba ji knew it that it is required so baber came in with his knife watever it is...
I can't express that moment.mom dad were with me.
"uncle plz don't shave much portion of my hair" i said.
"don't worry nobody will judge it from ur face."
He started his work and i was full of tears as my hair started fell down in front of my eyes.
"Its done.now u see the mirror,nobody can guess even."
I refused to see the mirror and touhed my shaved portion of head with wet eyes.It was 1/4th portion of my head.
Mom dad came to me.Mom kissed my forhead but i didn't said anything and closed my eyes.
After sometime dad awoke me up from my thoughts and gave me a paper.Some words were written on it in my dad's handwriting.These were.....

Chote Mann Se Koi Bhi Bada Nahi Hota
Tute Mann Se Koi Bhi Khadda Nahi Hota

Vishwas Aur Himmat Ko Thame Rakhna
Himmton Ke Bina Sangharsh Koi Pura Nahi Hota

Jab Tak Ho Na Safal Himmat Ko Na Tayago Tum
Sangharshon Ka Maidan Chod Kar Na Bhago Tum

Bin Kiye Kuch Yuhin Jai Jai Kar Nahi Hoti
Sangharsh Karne Walon Ki Kabhi Haar Nahi Hoti

Manzilen Unko Hi Milti Hain Jinke Sapnon Mein Hai Jaan Hoti
Pankhon Se Nahi Arey Hoslon Se Hai Udan Hoti


I read it twice.I didn't know from where papa brought this beautifull thing for me.I cud say only "I love u papa".Papa gave me a loving hug and asked me not to think much.
"just remember ur god"
After dinner we three were trying to sleep but nobody cud sleep that night.

I got up early in the morning and took bath.I looked at the mirror in the washroom.
It was me with a little shaved  portion of head.
This time i smiled "hey my beautifull  face u still look good with shaved hair.Today i regret for that moments whenever i complained my God for giving me an ordinary face.Today i realized that i really  love u,when i m scared of loosing u.Ohhhh mirror i regret for all those moments whenever i cursed u for not showing my face beautifull,plz when i come back show me only my this face.I really love my face.Plz.....
My eyes showed their sympathy for me by rolling down the tears.

I came out and read my PATH.The ward boys had come to take me for the OT.All nurses were there to wish me all the best.I touched my mom and dad's feet.

Dad said "I m coming with u.i will be there untill u go inside."
"mom ll be alone here" I said
"no, i m also coming with u." mom said.
Now we were in the waiting room.I was remembering my god and was requesting "Baba Ji plz i shud come back with my same face.Bring me back in the same condition as u r sending me." 

To Be Contd.......






  

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