She could hear hushed voices of people talking in the other
room, people close to her, people who she knew cared about her; yet she could
not understand what they were hiding from her. She tried to listen hard but the
outside traffic and the low rumbling of the air conditioner did not allow her.
After some time which felt like ages she got up from her chair. Although her
knees hurt a bit making her realize she was not young anymore yet she was
strong and bold enough to demand her answers. How much ever they love her they
have no right to hide things from her as if she was weak and could not bear the
truth. Yet she moved towards the room half afraid of what she may come to know.
She crossed the room in 3 swift steps and looked behind the flowing curtains,
her heart skipped a beat. Perhaps it was better that she had not gotten up.
Still curious she tried to look what or who was under the white sheet; she
realized tears had started flowing down her cheeks. She wanted to see and make
sure it wasn’t her worst fear coming true but tears had blurred her vision and
then suddenly she saw.
Parvati opened her eyes and realized it was just a dream, a
very bad dream. She looked at her side and saw the old man with grey balding
hair snoring next to her. Earlier when she was young she didn’t like the snores,
she was a light sleeper and they disturbed her a lot but these days she was
glad for them. She could hear the birds chirping outside, the bells of a nearby
temple ringing, it must be morning she thought. She checked the time, it was 10
minutes to 6AM. She knew it was useless to go back to bed now. While brushing
her teeth she saw an old and wrinkled face looking back at her. She looked at
her reflection and thought how beautiful she used to look once. She saw the
creams and facewash her daughters had given her and for a second thought to use
them. But then she chided away the thoughts and just used plain water as
always. After some time she went in the balcony to listen to her favorite
morning music and enjoy her tea with her lovely plants. Parvati was very fond
of plants since childhood. In youth she was very busy to invest time in her
hobbies and likes but now it was different. In her small garden there were many
plants – silver jade, pothos, aloe vera, money plant etc. She treated them like
her own children and it seemed they treated her back like a mother. Music and
tea were her other passions. She loved soft music, a gift to her from her
father and tea, from her mother. Life was like that for her and Shirish, quiet
and simple. But they were not a boring couple at all, they had a big friend
circle and occasionally went for vacations and although married, their kids
always wanted their help in shopping. Life was good but Parvati knew they were
getting old. Both of them were diabetic patients staying together alone. That’s
why she was lately very particular of their eating habits. This dream of her
was actually her worst fear and she didn’t want to think about it again… ever.
And then it happened. It was summer time, Parvati had
forgotten about her dream. Her son and his family had come to stay with them
over holidays. Aarav was tall and fair with broad shoulders, something he had
taken over from his father and they both sounded same. That night was very
sweet, with kids running in the playground, Shirish, Aarav, and their daughter
in law, Aakriti, discussing politics. She was sitting with them and quietly
capturing all this in her mind to relish it later. They slept late that night
to be woken up at 5AM by Shirish. He was perspiring heavily and seemed short of
breath. Parvati ran and called Aarav and they rushed to the hospital. That 10
mins drive had been her longest journey till date. She suddenly remembered her
dream and hated herself for that.
It had been a month after that and still she felt like it
was yesterday. She recalled how Shirish had helped her in kitchen to cook
variety of dishes and had stocked up the fridge with fruits and ice creams for
the kids. How she had worried about the expenses as they were living on pension
and he had skided away saying he still earned enough to feed his family. How
they had come to the hospital and after numerous checkups doctors had confirmed
that they need to operate him for Heart surgery. Their other children had
arrived as soon as they heard the news. People all around her were talking
about bills, doctors, checkups, procedures but her mind was fixed on one
thought – it can’t be true. They still had so many places to go, so many things
to see, so many plans to fulfill. Suddenly a loud snort brought her out of her
thoughts. She looked besides her and saw Shirish sleeping. A tear escaped her
right eye and ran down her cheek. It was all over, she thought. All what was
left now was the path to recovery. She saw the time, it was almost 6 but today
she wanted to sleep a little longer and so she did holding the strong hands of
this man whom she loves a lot.