The Story of Maternity Ward

The anxious faces, trembling hands, craving eyes, all gathered outside the closed doors, hearing the loud cries and waiting for a new life to be detached and placed in their hands. The excitement to be a father was a thrill and with a deep breath she took birth. Obstetrician came out running with the quiet girl in her hands, pushing the anxiousness away and alerting everyone with her red face. The father followed the lady, almost running with her, the ward boy pushing him out. He could see the angel being placed in an incubator, oxygen mask put on her face, doctor thumping her heart and injecting the lifesaving fluids in her Nano thick veins.

The nervousness was rushing all through the body and the mother kept on asking about the baby, she is fine, a bit ill, you will see her soon, that’s what she was told. The father didn't move an inch away from the door, gazing at his daughter, praying in a low tone and salt water rolling down. Just waiting to hear her cry, nothing more was needed, the whole world stopped at the very moment and the prayers were answered, she took a deep breath and called her mother with a cry. He was on his knees now, never felt that happiness can way a make a way through cries and beating the death in order to live.           

Doctor came out with a divine smile and nodded her head. After three days with all tests going well he was allowed to move inside, not allowed to touch but seeing her from a distance. She was not the only one there, many beautiful and divine souls sleeping in complete silence. Every God in a different pose, sometimes moving the hands so gently as if to bless someone. The aroma there was holy and by no means one could think of leaving the room. He was elated and the incident broke the pattern of life he believed in and showed him the power of faith. For him the maternity ward was more like a temple and a life session.