InsecuritySameer was sitting on the hospital chair constantly looking at operation theatre door, waiting with thumping heartbeats and tear-stained face. Few minutes ago, when nurse had come with consent papers, the memories of Nanu and that fateful day seized his thoughts.Flashback of Nanu's lifeless hand slipping out of his hold appeared as if it was happening again " why God why? why do you always do this to me? pehle Nanu aur ab Naina!" wiping tears he muttered to himself, pointing at his chest he murmured "tumhara yeh Sameer tumhein kuchh nahi hone dega Naina".
He had never imagined in his worst nightmare that history will repeat itself in this way. His helplessness and Nanu's hospital memories shook him to core and that insecurity was back with its dark blanket wrapping him around.His mother, his best friends Munna Pandit arrived.I know what they will say. They had said similar things ten years ago.He blamed himself umpteeth time for the disaster.
Since her complicated pregnancy news and when doctors had told it couldn't be undone as it will be risky, he had taken utmost care. He had started working from home, giving her hell lot of instructions mostly what not to do and not letting her go out of his sight. In morning for unavoidable emergency at office, she had forced him to go. He had wrapped up things hurriedly in half an hour and talked with her before leaving office but got shock of his life to find her unconscious on floor.
Two hours passed, door opened, doctor gave him mournful news. With heavy footed walk he entered and sat on chair besides her bed. Took her hand in his firm grip and kissed it. He had lost his unborn child, but not hope.Tears rolled down his cheek, this time of happiness, of hope, of security.
Kissing her hand again he felt secured.
