What Happened

I am fifty year old and as i came to know till now is that "life provides you at least one  opportunity to express yourself to someone or to whole world. Its up to you how much you believe on your beliefs". for expressing that i just penned down a story, just take a look.

I was walking on the road and was very exciting for my new company. In fact I was centralized around this dream. My family have always shown faith in me, and I think this is the only reason behind my success. Today all raw materials including machinery have been purchased and now I have only one plan left for today i.e. to ask my wife to go for one week tour with parents. As I was busy to start my own company I never got time for her and family. My wife(Kavita) has always supported me. I was lucky to find such wife.

As I have planned I asked her for tour, but she want to take some rest. She told me that she is not feeling well. Next day I took her to hospital and there was a very good news for me as I became father. I have no words to explain that happiness. Till today I have planned for a company and now I have to plan for my baby. Now I always felt more energetic so I have done many workouts. As I have planned for my baby I have purchased a lot of gifts and everything which I ever saw with any other baby. My wife wants a baby boy while I have no issues actually I was too excited to hold my own baby in my hands. I want to feel proud when my baby will breath in my arms, When my baby will call me “papa”. Actually I was full of dreams about my baby. Now the center of my thoughts was my baby.

Now the day comes when I become father and I was holding my son in my arms. We named him Shailendra. I was as much happy as I was never before. I want to say to my child that how much I love him. There was nothing more important except him. Kavita was more happy than me and  we find our life more beautiful than ever before.

My company was working good and in very first half yearly results we have shown very high profits and after that we have applied for some projects. For the new projects and money generation I have to attend meeting in Dehradun so I have to go. I wants to spend some more time with my baby. But this work was also important as this will affect my child future. So I leave for one month long meetings. Meeting was good and I got some good financer for my company.

When I came home just after one month, Again I got the call for some more meeting in Libya(Africa) for reviewing the project site. I went there and there I stayed more than two months. So when I was returning back to home, as I landed in INDIA back I came to know that my boy is sick so I rushed to see him . As I reached there doctor declared him dead. My wife fell down on floor and admitted to hospital. I have nothing to say for the situation in I was. I was, I don’t know what I was, where I was. Is really there I was?

After one week my wife get discharged from hospital but she has only pale face. I had never time for her and when she found me in my boy he also leave her. I can’t explain her condition as I even can’t think about her pain. I have no one to who I can show my pain. Now I have to take the control of situation. This was the only way I have to do at that time irrespective of all what happened.