It was a blur vision, I guess I'm dead but then I heard a sudden cheerful voice. It said, "She just moved." As it became a bit clear I found myself surrounding by a group of people covered in white coat. For a moment I froze. I couldn't recall anything but then my dad entered the room. His dress was all covered with blood and then a sudden flashback hit me...
We were out on a picnic which we always dreamt of having. I guess I have the most busiest family and having some quality time with them was a blessing. The road was way too curvy and steep too and dad didn't noticed the turn and BOOM!!! We crashed into a heavy loaded truck. After that all I remember is the noise of ambulance and traffic.
And I revived here ...
As I opened my eyes the doctors got relief but then one of them said, "Good for the young one but that lady has still not shown any movement." Then I got to know that I had revived way quicker than my mom who's still under treatment. I jumped out of the bed. Strange but my pillow was bloody red though I didn't have a single scratch on my face. I ignored it as ran to my mom's room. It was locked all I got to see was through the glass on the door where a senior man in coat was standing next to my mom with a notepad in this hand. He moved out and said that my mom is out of danger now and she will wake up in about 5 hours so there's nothing to worry. I and my dad was relieved. But then that old man poked my dad from behind and pointed toward my ear. It was a bit confusing as I touched it I felt something wet. IT WAS BLOOD. Blood was flowing continuously from the time I woke up. The doctor said he needs to check this.
After half an hour my dad came out of that old man's chamber with a long face. He didn't said a word but his eyes displayed immense sorrow. The old doctor followed him and came out of the chamber too. He sat next to me, calmed me then explained...
"Due to a sudden and hard strike on your head, your brain has got a deep injury. Blood is leaking from 3 sides of your brain which resulted in its flow from your ear. We can't do anything now. You just have 2 hours left."
I felt as if the whole world has gone upside down. It was truly unexpected. 2 hours??? I became so damn panic. Even mom was about to wake 3 hours after my death. I was thrown down in my deep thoughts when my dad hugged me from back. Surprisingly, he wasn't crying. He held my hand and said let's have a walk. We walked through the alley and reached a beautiful meditation area in the hospital designed for therapy of mentally disturbed people where for the first time I talked openly to my dad. I described many of my favourite moments and even mentioned about my only crush which I had on a boy who's definitely not meant to be mine. Dad asked his name and we called him. Dad talked to him very frankly as if they were long lost friend and the last statement which he spoke to him was, " You'll regret losing her." All this time my brain was paining fvckingly hard but I didn't wanted to ruin the only happy moment which I could have with my dad before I go and then it all collapsed.....
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