Thursday, July 18, 2013

UBC day 18 - Ground zero. part 1

“Komal…. that’s what I want to name her!” Sunita said excitedly, bringing her bundle of joy close to her and tickling her tummy, making the little one squeal with delight. “Isn’t she as soft as silk?” she asked touching the silky soft cheeks of her baby.

“Indeed she is, Suni, Komal is what we’ll call our baby” agreed Kunal.

Everyone clapped and cheered as the proud parents called out the baby’s name thrice in her tiny pink ears, and the priest continued with the other naming ceremony customs.


Sunita wiped a tear as it slid down her cheeks.

“Stop watching this over and over again, Suni,” said Kunal taking the remote from her hands and switching off the VCD, “It’ll only make forgetting Komal harder for you.”

“You think I can ever forget her? Which mother can? It’s my fault….”

 “…..Shhhh….don’t say that. It’s not your fault.” His voice was choked with emotions too as he thought of that fateful day.

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The three of them were holidaying in the picturesque location of Sawanpur, when the rain gods vented their fury and turned their lives upside down.

“I’ll run down to the lobby and try to hire a cab, ok? Let’s see if we can get some flights from the nearest airport” Kunal had told Sunita. It had been raining too heavily and there had been no point staying there any longer.

 Then Kunal called up on the intercom.

“Suni, get my wallet, I left it in the room.”

“Komal’s sleeping.”

“It’s ok; it won’t take long, its just 2 floors down.”

Sunita had run down to the lobby when there was some strange noise and someone pushed them out of the lobby door. In the seconds that followed, the entire hotel collapsed. They had both escaped with minor bruises, while their 6 year old Komal lay trapped in the rubble somewhere.  

They stayed for several days amidst the ruins waiting for it all to be cleared up, but the search had drawn a naught. Sunita had been in deep trauma over losing her only child. She had refused to leave the place and had to be sedated before being forcefully airlifted back home.


                                                                      *****to be continued*****

read part 2 here

27 comments:

  1. ohh my! :( i hope it has a happy ending....

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  2. cliff hanger .. waiting for rest !

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  3. hi little princess, m back after a looong time, so couldnt spend time commenting on every post as i was on a reading spree (engrossed) on most of your posts that i missed... should say now that i am very impressed that you have retained the same spark, amazing creativity and simplicity! i'll come back 4 more!

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    1. welcome back Lilac..that's a long long hiatus....hope u've come back for good!

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  4. Before I get a heart attack, tell me this is a story,nothing to do with your life. I am requesting a reply at the earliest, please.

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    1. absolutely a work of fiction.... so relax!

      but for all we know, this could have happened in those uttarakhand floods...

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  5. so emotional. waiting ti read the next part

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  6. One moment I was thrilled seeing my name there and then the story :( so sad.. you know I just realised this must be a true story of many of them in Uttarakhand this year... :( :(

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    1. That's true SuKu ...exactly the thought that came to my mind

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    2. oh i didn't realise that.....!

      and that's where the thought came from...

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  7. Please tell me it all works out fin and Komal gets back with her parents...please don't have the child... *gulps* die!! Please!!

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  8. How terribly sad! I can not imagine the devastation losing your baby would cause. I lost a baby when I was 5 months pregnant, but I can not fathom how one would survive the loss of a child you had held and nurtured and known.

    Kathy
    http://gigglingtruckerswife.blogspot.com

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    1. That must have been terrible Kathy..... my heart goes out to you.

      A few weeks ago there was a devastating flood in the city of Uttarakhand..... This story derives it's origin from there...so many people were washed away, so many children lost their lives.

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  9. Terrible :( so helpless against Nature's fury!!

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  10. Oh how sad. Well written. Now I want to know what happened next.

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  11. Gosh!!! Lemme check the part 2

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  12. No! I am seriously hoping you give a happy end here. Now I know how people feel when they see to be contd under my posts :| Waiting for more!

    Richa

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At times our own light goes out and is rekindled by a spark from another person..deep gratitude for those who have lighted the flame within me!! your comments will be appreciated..

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