Major heart surgery.
She managed to survive though.
Strong woman, isn't she?
Everyone was happy, distributing sweets. Except her husband.
He remained calm.
She, was happy too.
Eating, talking, smiling.
That dull and hopeless face,
which she had before the surgery was gone.
She had adopted a divine glow on her face.
She looked beautiful that day -
everyone complimented her.
They were happy.
Her husband, was not.
She was confident.
As if, she no more had fear of dying. Pretty normal.
After all, 'the surgery was successful' - that's what the doctors said.
She was looking forward to meet her family.
She was eager to go back home.
The friends she had made during her time in the hospital, were happy for her too. Her husband, was not.
As if he knew,
he knew something bad was about to come.
He knew, somewhere, this happiness won't last long.
And Soon enough, everyone started freaking out, As her breath fell short of.
And before anyone could even understand what happened,
she inhaled the air for the very last time before leaving for heaven.
This was it.
This was, the end.
Not a happy ending though.
After weeks of struggles and numerous delaying surgeries, collecting money from uncountables ,this is what was written to happen?
Now you'd ask me,
what was the case with her husband. Why was he sad?
Did he know that she was going to die? Certainly, he didn't.
But he knew, something that no one else in the room probably did.
During this whole month of terrible gloominess in the hospital,
he understood life , atleast a bit of it.
He understood, karma.
He understood, god forgives.
But in some way, the punishment will come.
Remember how many times you've killed an ant, taking back food to his family? Remember how many times you've played with the mosquitoes after killing them brutally?
"eh! They are just tiny stupid creatures"
The same way,
aren't we tiny stupid creatures too
in the eyes of the almighty?
Well, he was definitely not worried about the mosquitoes and ants he have killed in his lifetime.
But he was worried, deeply.
Maybe the burdens of the secrets and sins Buried deep inside the graveyard of his heart? How can I know this?
Oh! Because I saw him crying.
I saw him crying when his wife was crying.
I saw him crying, even when his wife was smiling.
I saw him crying, like a little kid.
I saw him, apologising to countless people, in a room where he was all alone.
I didn't know what made him do all this. But one thing I understood for sure, is that life would have been much more easier,
if Karma hit back only on us and not our loved ones.