A man whom we left hale and hearty 5 days back was now struggling for survival. This is all we could gather from various sources but it still made no sense to us. So, doctors suggested immediate surgery else infection would reach his heart. Being a diabetes patient, the infection spread manifolds. That blister could not be seen outside, it grew in size, became infectious and resulted in septicemia occurring throughout his body. Our nears and dears in India wanted my husband's consent to go ahead with the surgery. We completely failed to understand what had happened, and how could a little blister play havoc to an extent that needed an immediate surgery. All seemed well as he didn’t complain of any pain or discomfort.Ĭoming back again to October 14, (the day we received a call). On Octohe came to see us off with a big smile on his face. He said, it’s a minor blister and he’ll be soon fine. My husband wanted to call it off but my father-in-law insisted that we take kids for a holiday. Though we had already booked our Singapore trip a month back but we had no qualms in cancelling it. He consulted a near-by doctor who gave him medication and assured him there was nothing to worry. All of a sudden, a blister developed around his rectum. But as sadness doesn’t stay forever, similarly happiness also doesn’t last forever. Not just a wonderful father, a more wonderful grandfather.Įverything was going great. He was well-educated and had travelled across the globe, courtesy he being into an export business. A tad short-tempered, an extremely amiable soul, he had many friends, always eager to sort out problems of others, he lived life to the fullest. Even at 68, he was in the pink of health, did everything by the clock and didn’t like to change his routine for anything or anyone. An absolute teetotaller, he had his breakfast at 8, lunch at 1, black/green tea at 4 and dinner at 8 pm again. I even teased him, “Papa ko hi le aate apne saath holiday par.” Had I only known, this had something to do with the never-talked about father-son connect.Ī little introduction of my father-in-law an early riser, always on-the-nose, super-active, followed a strict health regime. He kept telling me they both went to Juhu beach, had kala-khatta and how much fun the trip was.
He kept reminiscing about a trip wherein he had gone to Bombay with his father all alone. We had no inkling about any such phone call or things getting that worse, perchance since morning that day my husband had been talking about his dad. Never does anyone talk about the bond of boys with their dads. We’ve always heard everyone say that girls are very close to their fathers. Here, I’ll take a moment to narrate one instance. “Surgery, what for? What happened” We both sat aghast wondering at what we just heard. After an enjoyable day at the Sentosa Island, the moment we came back to our hotel, my husband got a call from India that his father isn’t well and he needs to undergo a surgery. I was holidaying in Singapore with my husband and kids. OctoThis date is deeply etched on my mind.
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