Human, a rare type of God's creation, always unsatisfied with what he has. If we as an individual sit in seclusion and contemplate, some of us may admit (while many will not) that our wants are many and satisfaction, the minimum. Working at GNRC, I could realize that no people are aloof of problems and the tension that crops thereafter. This story is dedicated to those who brood over their fate, declaring themselves to be the WORST sufferers in the World, Universe or "the Bramhaand".
(The name of the characters are not original but the story is!)
Mr. Rajesh Bhuyan, working as a "haavildaar" was sitting near the NICU (Neuro Intensive Care Unit) and was continuously wiping the sweat on his forehead. Looking too tensed and helpless a pain reflected in his face that proves that there are certain inevitable things for man.
Simona, an employee of GNRC, walks upto Mr. Bhuyan and asks, "Sir, what problem is bothering you so much? May I help you in any way?"
Mr. Bhuyan replied in a resistant speech, "Nai eneke eku nohoye mur daangor loratu NICU't aase heibaabe chinta koriasu. (Not such, actually my son is admitted in the NICU. Just worried about him)."
Simona guessed right, there was more than he was telling or trying to express. She again politely asked him and Mr. Bhuyan could no longer suppress his thoughts and worries and poured his heart out.
Mr. Bhuyan started, "My son is very serious but he can be cured the only thing is that I do not have enough money to complete the treatment. I do not know from where to manage the money. My eldest son died because I did not have money but do not want to loose him."
Simona asked, "Seek help from your relatives, don't u have one?"
Mr. Bhuyan said, "They said they can not help me as I don't have enough income to clear their debts."
Simona too helplessly heard the man speaking the pain of his heart. As she was called by another sister she had to go. Simona asked his number and he readily gave with a hope that she might be able to help him, though she had the least power to do anything of such sort. While going she was just helplessly looking back at the person. The day after Mr. Bhuyan was leaving the hospital to shift to GMCH due to his financial crunch.
Simona after two days of discharge, while she was about to leave for her home, called Mr. Bhuyan and asked about his son. The reply made tears roll down her cheeks. Her eyes were red and she became cold and hard. The words "MY SON LEFT FOR ABODE" pinched her and she felt that HUMANITY is nothing but a hollow concept.
She was left with a question, "Why sometimes MONEY becomes greater and more vital than a LIFE?"
(The name of the characters are not original but the story is!)
Mr. Rajesh Bhuyan, working as a "haavildaar" was sitting near the NICU (Neuro Intensive Care Unit) and was continuously wiping the sweat on his forehead. Looking too tensed and helpless a pain reflected in his face that proves that there are certain inevitable things for man.
Simona, an employee of GNRC, walks upto Mr. Bhuyan and asks, "Sir, what problem is bothering you so much? May I help you in any way?"
Mr. Bhuyan replied in a resistant speech, "Nai eneke eku nohoye mur daangor loratu NICU't aase heibaabe chinta koriasu. (Not such, actually my son is admitted in the NICU. Just worried about him)."
Simona guessed right, there was more than he was telling or trying to express. She again politely asked him and Mr. Bhuyan could no longer suppress his thoughts and worries and poured his heart out.
Mr. Bhuyan started, "My son is very serious but he can be cured the only thing is that I do not have enough money to complete the treatment. I do not know from where to manage the money. My eldest son died because I did not have money but do not want to loose him."
Simona asked, "Seek help from your relatives, don't u have one?"
Mr. Bhuyan said, "They said they can not help me as I don't have enough income to clear their debts."
Simona too helplessly heard the man speaking the pain of his heart. As she was called by another sister she had to go. Simona asked his number and he readily gave with a hope that she might be able to help him, though she had the least power to do anything of such sort. While going she was just helplessly looking back at the person. The day after Mr. Bhuyan was leaving the hospital to shift to GMCH due to his financial crunch.
Simona after two days of discharge, while she was about to leave for her home, called Mr. Bhuyan and asked about his son. The reply made tears roll down her cheeks. Her eyes were red and she became cold and hard. The words "MY SON LEFT FOR ABODE" pinched her and she felt that HUMANITY is nothing but a hollow concept.
She was left with a question, "Why sometimes MONEY becomes greater and more vital than a LIFE?"
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