OS: The Right Thing.

Writing after a long time. Just an abstract writeup. Hope y'all will like it.

Enjoy!

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A girl in her mid-thirties enter a room with high-tech machines attached to a guy laying still on the bed. She sits on the chair kept near the bed and holds his hands, feeling the loss of warmth and life in him. Looking at his face and trying to take in as much of him as possible, her face shows no sign of any emotion. She takes out a pen a paper and let her mind wander.

"It has been a week now since he has been on life support. With minimal brain function, his body is alive only for the life support system attached to him. The doctors continuously tell me to let him go, but I ain't ready for it.. to say the final goodbye. They say that nothing could be done now, with such minimal brain activity, you can't even expect miracles to happen. But I'm waiting for some other miracle, something which would give me strength to do 'the right thing', quoting the people who supposedly saved my husband's life. Not that I hold any grudge against them. I know they did everything they could to bring him back to me. But somehow, it just wasn't meant to be, here again, I don't hold any grudge against God, just the destiny.

I keep thinking about doing 'the right'. But my worry is, if it would be 'right' if he leaves me, and if I let him do so? For me, this thought is much more than just absurd.. unplugging him and declaring him dead. Him, being a person one moment, and in other gone.. being a corpse. The thought of never touching him again, or talking to him, or kissing him, or telling him how much I love him and hearing how much he loves me.. that's what scares me. The thought of never sharing a bed again, or making breakfast for him, or hear him laugh at my little mistakes. But isn't his condition almost the same? He can't talk to me, or listen me, or hold me or do anything else. All of it has gone. And perhaps, even him.

I just realized that my eyes have tears. After a week, there is finally a tear in my eye! For the earlier days, I had been just too stunned to even cry. People would say it's a progress, to finally letting my emotions flow, but tears don't express my emotions, do they? I am not sad or in grief, just confused and scared. Confused.. as to how will I continue to live without him; scared.. as to whether I'll be able to live without him. People say that his memories will be always there with me and living with those memories would soon make living easier. But this thought actually haunts me even more. Thinking of all those memories would make me realize that I can't make more memories with him. They will just remind me of that one missing person in my life, which meant the life to me.

I may have become a little selfish here, talking about my loss, my pain and all the things related to me when the one struggling to live, is him. But I can't make my mind to think about him. Probably for the reason that I don't even know if anything is going on his mind or not. Thinking is a part of brain activity, isn't it? So it might be possible that he might not even be thinking of me.

So looks like I've been thinking. Does this mean that I've been recovering from the shock I had been in? I hope, I am, for I don't like to be stuck in time. And neither did he. He always believed in making new accomplishments and moving ahead in time. It was one thing I loved about him. He had a lot of dreams and plans for the future. Next month, we had even planned a vacation in Greece. But now I'll have to call the agents and cancel it all.

I've read and heard about people who think of giving up their own life to reach out to their dead loved ones. Don't worry, I don't think the same. Yes, if someone would have asked me what I would have done when he was gone, even a week earlier, I would have said, " I'll go to him". But not now, I have too much things to do to just end my life. His sudden accident made me realize that life is too short, so before it ends for me, I need to do a lot of things. Starting with letting him go..."

She raises her head from the paper and calls a nurse, telling her to call the doctors and tell them that it's time to do the right thing.

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So here is the OS. Feedback will be appreciated.. =)

-Shreya and Kanishtha.

Guys this was jus BRILLIANT! What an amazing write up it ws. Nd with rich emotional flow in it. The pov of the girl is brilliantly written. How difficult it bcums to let go of the person u love the most. Nd how its difficult to accept the fact that he wont be by ur syd anymre nd u wnt be able to mke any new memories wit him. Bt. Lyf has to mve on. Nd u need to continue lyf fr ur other commitments. Nd do them wen tym is in ur hand as u don knw wen dis lyf mi8 end.. A lovely OS. A brilliant read..