'Dr? The surgery is scheduled at 4 o'clock' a intern in her hospital said to her. Her face was out of emotions, she's nervous.
A tumour removal surgery, it's in the cheek area. Looking at the mirror, she self motivating herself, 'you can do it! ' she said looking at herself,
She thought of practicing in a dummy model a last time before the surgery, she got ready to the hospital.
The other side,
Somewhere in India,
'Beta, your maami is asking for your visit. Your brother also coming home after a long gap. Visit home, Aman' his mother, Mumthi said to him in the call,
'Maami and mama coming home? ' he asked his mother,
'Jii, when are you coming? ' mumthi asked him,
'Hmm, Maa I have a surgery to perform. I'll be home in a one or two days. When he's coming? ' he asked about his twin,
'Ha, Azan will be coming tomorrow at 11! ' she said being excited,
'Then let me pick him up!' he said and cut the call.
'Doctor, the tumour follow up patient is here! ' the assistant nurse said to him,
'I'm coming' he said,
*****
'10 blade' Infancy asked, surrounded by a green clothed surgeons, assistant nurses and a anesthetist. Infancy closed her eyes to calm her racing heart.
She can take time before starting a surgery, but once the scalpel touches the skin there should be no second thought.
The blade incised the skin, blood oozes out, the nurses wipe them out with a sterile cotton, the surgery started.
'The tumour is extended, the margins are not quite clear' her voice a little raised,
'How come! ' her voice muffled,
'Ancy, breathe! ' the senior surgeon said, her eyes calmed, the name ' ancy ' made her senses calm.
Her mind travel back,
'Ancy, you can do it! Don't panic. You're in this, no matter what! Okay' Aman's voice made her pull out of everything,
A incident in their internship period, in her UG time.
The first big process, Implant fixing!
That was her first panic towards surgical and incision procedures, he was with her through the entire process.
She opened her eyes and she took a small retracter and slight pull up the tumour giving a gentle pressure.
'Can you see the margins? ' the senior doctor asked,
'Ancy, can you see the mar-'
'12 blade' infancy asked,
*****
'Dr. Infancy, congrats! ' the staff nurses in the hospital greet her,
The surgery was successful, it is a quite a complicated surgery,
Smiling at everyone, she went near the waiting area. Going out, she barged into a small store, bought an ice cream for herself and two Cadbury chocolate bars.
Even though she's a dentist, she had a very sweet tooth. She's so fond of chocolates.
She love both the extreme, too sweet and too spicy!
She opened the chocolate and started eating it. It's a winter season, she's waiting for the first snow. Melbourne looks so damn good in winter season.
Infancy Pov
Usually Melbourne had a cloudy and frosty climate throughout the winter season. Snowfall is very rare here.
Last year, Me and my roommate Gadha went to the high country to see snow fall.
It's quite far, but the urge to see snowfall made us travel long.
But, this time the weather in Melbourne changed a bit. The weather reports stated to expect the snowfall this year.
The whole city is rejoiced about the snowfall. I'm quite excited.
Looking at my mobile, I dialled my mom's number.
'Amma'
'Ancy ma, how are you da? ' her voice felt calm in the midst of a storm.
(Da, Ma- Adorable way to address their loved ones. South indian's use this a lot! )
'Fine ma, how are you? How is jerlin? '
'She's fine. Ancyy! ' my mom's voice swapped by my sister's high pitched one,
'Jerlin? How are you? How is your college life there? ' I asked her, cause no more I'm gonna push her to study.. She has the enjoy college life,
During her tenth standard, I've made her hate myself through my constant lecture about studies. There is a time, we never settle for one thing.
If she chose the right, I'll go left.
We fought a lot, we wrath each other in front of the face and aches each other presence in the back.
I love her a lot.
Having a eight year age gap, I saw her as my kid.
'Ancy, mom started her work. Babyma and Mama introduced a guy for you.. She will talk to you about him soon' she said sneakily,
(Baby ma is my mom's elder sister, I used to call her baby so it's baby ma, Mama, My mom's second younger brother)
'Oh' I replied,
'You saw him? ' she asked, my mother's voice getting farther, she is taking the mobile away from mom,
'Hmm? ' I asked knowing where the topic is travelling,
'No! ' I replied,
'Did he contact you or something? ' she asked,
'No jerlin. Can we stop talking about that? Can you stop asking about him to me? ' I muttered,
'Why your voice is drifting sad, when you're no more thinking about him? ' she asked,
'Jerlin stop' I said,
'Infancy, see.. I'm younger than you and I know. You can tell me whatever you want to share' she said, she is grown into a fine lady now. I'm blessed.
'I don't know, he's not in my present so he will no more appear in the future too, jerlin. I don't know a single detail about him except the posts he uploaded on his first surgery and his sister's marriage'
'My feelings are died down' I said,
She's silent for a minute.
'The guy mama showed seems like a good one. Why can't you try? ' she said,
'Jerlinnn!! ' I said,
She cut the call. 'Stupid' I muttered, not even a single day, she cuts the call without making me pissed off.
'Hmm? ' I looked at my mobile to see the group chat which is died down a year ago, filling with congratulations messages,
What happened?
I opened the chat, ohh.
Poonam, my best friend in my college. The pure witness of my unrequited love. She saw the all version of me being undeniably in love with a man, whose single stare can make me joyful the entire day.
It's been a month, she called me and said she's going to get married soon. Her engagement held in her hometown. At that time, I was busy Buzzing renewing my passport and visa.
This time it's her marriage. It's in a month and half.
I'm a complete South Indian, Poonam is an half South Indian cause her daddy is a South Indian and her mummy is a North Indian.
They settled in Erode, Tamilnadu.
For college, she stayed in her grandmother's home. But from the second year, she started to become hosteller. She was my roommate and that's how we got close.
I'm settled in Thanjavur, Tamilnadu.
That was a horrible experience, staying in your homeland with no worries and suddenly drifting from your family, friends and neighbors and adapting to the different people, culture and language. A horrible experience.
In the pile of unsettling things, he was the only one who calms my heart. He was a pill to my unknown wound.
The racism, nah there was nothing like that. They saw me and treated me like a different person.. When they gets to know me.. They've started behave pleasantly.
I've got a good memories. Farewell and graduation was the hardest part. The sweetest 'hi' turned into the hardest 'good bye'.
The memory photographs, the candle lights, the sports event and cultural fest.
Everything is like a soulful scenery that is etched in my heart.
At last, I typed
' Hearty congratulations, Poo' my messaged poped up,
My heart beats strangly raised, after a break of complete two years.. Now it's beating like crazy.
'Congratulations Poonam' a message popped,
A number starts with 63******71 and it's whatsApp name, Aman_Agu.
It's his number. My hands are shaking, I came out and opened the contact page, I searched his number. The urge to call him erupted in me.
I dialled the number,
'The number is not currently available'
I heaved out a sigh, he changed the mobile number.
Changing the mobile number never crossed my mind, cause if I did, I couldn't be able to contact him. What if one day, he wants to call me and my mobile number is not available.
How wild it may be,
It will prick my heart.
Like it's pricking me now.
He changed the number but never intimated his friends.. No one.. At least Not me!
What are you expecting?
You was never the option, infancy. It was you who's in love with him.
He's not.
Shutting the mobile down, she stared at the moon. Getting up, she took out the wooden box. She picks up one random letter.
Dear!
All my life I was never in the receiving side, I will give all I had even though I'm tired, helpless and hurt. Even if I'm in the midst of dying, I'll really pretty much happy to be helpful. One girl wrote a letter to me. Like, she's Appreciating for putting myself in other shoes and thinking about them and giving my point of view about the situation.
She said, I'm rare. How happy I've felt. Women appreciating each other, one of the valuable thing to me. I was never thought, I'll find a man whose presence will make me undeniably happy. I saw you, everything felt different the moment, my eyes caught you.
I don't want you to be beautiful in the outer, I want you to be handsome deep inside. Deep down the heart.
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