I wish she had been here to read this. I could see her get excited at the very thought of some body writing on her. Sadly, she is not here. The world is not worthy of such a life. And truly, she does n't deserve such a world.
Her mother had tried suicide twice when she was in her womb. Once when she was a kid! Father ran away, never to come again. She was taken to an orphanage when she was in her pre school years. Clearly, her childhood was in tatters. But the orphanage took care of her well enough to keep her happy. Never during the my six months of acquaintance with her, she has spoken badly about her childhood. She studied hard. Hard enough to top the school. Yet, the mother did not have enough money to send her to college. Neither were the orphanage willing to take her.
She joined as a STD booth operator. Learnt DTP by seeing how her colleague works. Then learnt some computers and some spoken English on her own. Slowly, she got a job as a trainer in an IT firm. All on her own. She travelled far and wide, across the country. The money was slowly coming in and life looked set to turn for good until that day.
It was a regular medical check up in her office. And the results showed some abnormality. After a wrong diagnosis of tuberculosis, it was confirmed as Cancer. She was all of 25! Has just started living life. The world broke down before her. She did not have the money for treatment neither had any body to take care off. But there were friends, friend's of friends and some good hearts who indeed took care of her. And after seven long years of chemo, Cancer recurrence, a lot of pain, the loss of hair and a whole lot of humiliation, she passed away yesterday. Dare I say thankfully, there is no more pain.
I was there in the hospital the whole day. She had died the previous night. Yet, the hospital did not declare death. They asked for 10 units of blood, which we frantically arranged. Then they said, there is a 10% chances of her survival if we do an operation; But there she was, no pulse, on ventilator. What was the hospital trying to tell us? That they will bring back a dead? Or was she still alive? Was the hospital cheating us? Not many questions had answers. After a lot of struggle, the hospital discharged her. And we confirmed death (Dead for a long time) in the government hospital.
I know her for 6 months. Saw her smiling away her worries in a TV programme and contacted her. The day she spoke in our bible study nobody had dry eyes. Yet she was smiling! She called me many times to tell what to do for my sick mom! Went all the way to another hospital to help a friend three days after her chemo. When she had no money, called another orphan who had no where to go to be with her. And boy, she made that girl live life.
Yesterday when I was there in the hospital reflecting on a life, that was bruised and battered all along, the thing that stood up was that, "she was happy"! She lived a normal life, helped people, amidst all the chaos the world around was.
On her death bed a friend joked, that she will have to give us a treat before she dies! She was all game. She lived her life. May be, she is happy out there now. And dare I say thankfully, she died. The big bad world is not worthy of her.
RIP ka! We will catch up at the other end of the world. Treat Pending!!!
Her mother had tried suicide twice when she was in her womb. Once when she was a kid! Father ran away, never to come again. She was taken to an orphanage when she was in her pre school years. Clearly, her childhood was in tatters. But the orphanage took care of her well enough to keep her happy. Never during the my six months of acquaintance with her, she has spoken badly about her childhood. She studied hard. Hard enough to top the school. Yet, the mother did not have enough money to send her to college. Neither were the orphanage willing to take her.
She joined as a STD booth operator. Learnt DTP by seeing how her colleague works. Then learnt some computers and some spoken English on her own. Slowly, she got a job as a trainer in an IT firm. All on her own. She travelled far and wide, across the country. The money was slowly coming in and life looked set to turn for good until that day.
It was a regular medical check up in her office. And the results showed some abnormality. After a wrong diagnosis of tuberculosis, it was confirmed as Cancer. She was all of 25! Has just started living life. The world broke down before her. She did not have the money for treatment neither had any body to take care off. But there were friends, friend's of friends and some good hearts who indeed took care of her. And after seven long years of chemo, Cancer recurrence, a lot of pain, the loss of hair and a whole lot of humiliation, she passed away yesterday. Dare I say thankfully, there is no more pain.
I was there in the hospital the whole day. She had died the previous night. Yet, the hospital did not declare death. They asked for 10 units of blood, which we frantically arranged. Then they said, there is a 10% chances of her survival if we do an operation; But there she was, no pulse, on ventilator. What was the hospital trying to tell us? That they will bring back a dead? Or was she still alive? Was the hospital cheating us? Not many questions had answers. After a lot of struggle, the hospital discharged her. And we confirmed death (Dead for a long time) in the government hospital.
I know her for 6 months. Saw her smiling away her worries in a TV programme and contacted her. The day she spoke in our bible study nobody had dry eyes. Yet she was smiling! She called me many times to tell what to do for my sick mom! Went all the way to another hospital to help a friend three days after her chemo. When she had no money, called another orphan who had no where to go to be with her. And boy, she made that girl live life.
Yesterday when I was there in the hospital reflecting on a life, that was bruised and battered all along, the thing that stood up was that, "she was happy"! She lived a normal life, helped people, amidst all the chaos the world around was.
On her death bed a friend joked, that she will have to give us a treat before she dies! She was all game. She lived her life. May be, she is happy out there now. And dare I say thankfully, she died. The big bad world is not worthy of her.
RIP ka! We will catch up at the other end of the world. Treat Pending!!!
