Jaipur. My son Faiz Ruksar Aglavey is two years old. He was born, we were all happy. After many years there was happiness in my courtyard. My heart used to skip a beat listening to her screams in the house. I don’t know my mind, I used to listen to lullabies with strange rhymes. My good days didn’t last long. My husband started troubling me. Did not go on earning. Broke his head while sitting at home. This process continued for many days. I tried Explained many times. But don’t know what kind of ghost was riding on his head. Our rift kept increasing. After all, both of us parted ways after losing.
My child Monu started falling ill. There was a local doctor in our locality. What was it, it was of name. The same work was used in minor ailments. He was treated for the same. Seven days passed. The child did not benefit even a penny. And then my anxiety increased. His body turned pale. This treatment had to be stopped when the condition worsened. The neighbor said, show the children’s hospital. Only the doctor there will be able to cure him. Just then, change clothes the same night. Wrapped Monu in a warm shawl, called the auto standing in the square outside the house. Being from our locality helped a lot. Had come to the hospital in no time. It was past ten in the night.
But in the emergency there….. Bapre Baap. So many children. Don’t know which diseases were there. Nothing should happen to my Monu. He was already ill. Ten minutes must have passed and our number rang. He was a young boy, listened to everything, said that he will have to be shown in the outdoor in the morning. Only after this it will be decided, whether it should be admitted or not. Then one more thing which indoor unit would be better to be admitted. I was alone. My ex husband knew. Knew everything. But he was evil. I felt bad when I came to the hospital, I didn’t ask about my well-being even from the neighbors. Then shook the head. Burn like a lamp in the mind. Those on whom the hand of Allah Ta’ala is, only His help is sufficient.
The doctor sitting in the outdoor took him in his lap, then the process of investigation went on till the whole night. Then a biopsy was also to be done. The report came after three days. My head was spinning. My head started spinning. The same question started roaming in my mind again and again. What will happen to my Sonu? Such devastating news was taking me by storm. injection upon injection. Don’t know how many bottles climbed. It was difficult to count. After separating from her husband, she was living with her mother and father. Amma and daddy had also become old. Daddy had asthma. He used to start panting as soon as he took two steps. He just needs rest. Then my tension……!
But one thing gave me courage. My mother was my support day and night. Today is the day. Seven days had passed. Then the ward boy came. Used to say, the senior doctor has called. Me chinki….. called me. I took care of myself. Covered the head with chunni. The doctor looked old. asked me to sit He said, your child is serious. Liver transplant will have to be done. There was an expenditure of ten to twelve lakhs. Where will this much money come from? I could not bear the expenses of my kitchen. The doctor was aware of my confusion. He said that most of the cost of the operation would be met by the government. After all the card must have been made. This was the only thing in my favor. There are many institutions in Jaipur. I was silent Don’t know what it was. After all, there was only one support from Allah Miyan. That support will be the support of my life.
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