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An Ordinary Man - Prologue


Prologue

As she held his hand, she could sense the pulse falling, slowly, but steadily. Valli was beside her, standing in anxiety, still hoping her husband would open his eyes to her. Akila made her hold his hand; it was probably going to be one of the last times she could do that she feared.
Madhu rushed in just then. He saw it in his wife’s eyes that it was all over now. He looked at his mom, who was now holding his dad's still warm hand. Unable to face her, unable to face the fact that his mentor, his auditor, his beloved dad was no more, he kept looking at his face, partly hoping it would be a lie, a bad dream, that he would wake up and sit and everything would be alright, and partly wondering how to face his mom, how to tell her that the one who had been with her for 60yrs now, was no longer to be.

The pressure was mounting and he could sense tears flowing down his face already. He tried to control it, tried wiping his face, it just wouldn’t stop. All he could do was to hide it from his mother, whose eyes were fixated on her beau’s face.Just then, Nidhi entered, showing the way to the doctor, to confirm the position. The doctor was hesitant. He, who had been a long time friend of Swamy, now had to check ‘The position’! He nevertheless, did his duty. He took his stethoscope, probed for the pulse, the heart-beat, and found NONE.
There was a sudden silence in the room, almost to the extent of discomfort, an expectant silence, something caused as if by a sudden shock at the realisation of a catastrophe about to happen. All eyes were on the doctor, waiting for his verbe finale.
“ I think it’s over.” he said. “I don’t think he’s alive.”

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Comments

Bala said…
You, with this post have activated my brain cells, which invoke eagerness..

Well, waiting to read the episodes that succeed.. All the best for the journey..
Neon Red said…
Thanks :)
Hope my further posts are good enough and stay worthy of your eagerness. :)

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