Saturday, May 21, 2011

They Did Not See the Danger until It Was Too Late


She could hear the machines beeping, and although all the medication had made her disorientated she was conscious enough to realize where this was leading. Thinking too much made her head hurt, so now she tried hard to keep everything at the back of her mind. 

Crying and whining would not do her any good, nor would regret. She traveled back in time to her life which millions of people dreamed of living. She had whatever she laid her eyes on. She recalled from her childhood how crazy she was about brands and smiled. From an expensive Valentino exquisite dress to Prada shoes from a private collection, Tiffany jewelry, and a house on the hill with architecture from the best designer. She had everything.

Now it was all slipping away from her hands, and so was her life. She had enough money to buy herself anything she pleased, except her health. She paid the best doctors, but now it was too late. All the money in the world could not buy the time lost, the misjudgment of her health diagnosis. It was late and she was dying.

It had been the premier of the film she had been dying to be a part of. She had walked the red carpet many times, but this was the highlight of her career. The snaps and flash of the camera blinded her; that is what she thought. She had reached this point after all those sacrifices. Ignoring her family and ignoring her own needs to fulfill this one dream. This one grand night she had waited for the whole previous year. She could see a change in herself, and not a positive one. But after this one night, everything would be different. She will go back to her family, her dear ones and as for her health issues; they would be dealt with too. That’s when the so called flashes blinded her completely, and she fainted. It was actually the aggravated sickness inside her. 

Next when she opened her eyes, it was the white hospital walls that she saw and the doctor telling her that the fainting spell was due to stress. She blanked out again. Her next hospital memory was of panic and the queasy feeling in her stomach hinting her about the forthcoming troubles. 

Now she lay in a sterilized hospital room, craving for the openness outside. She couldn’t even muster any anger for her previous doctor for his mishap. She wanted to leave the world with good deeds to her name.


By Nadia Erum AS Commerce

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