Fiction
“We can’t
postpone the delivery anymore,” Shiv Kumar told his wife.
Lakshmi’s
labour pain had started long ago. A week
ago, to be precise, the day after the Prime Minister had declared all high
denomination currency of the country invalid.
There was only one private hospital in the small town near their home
where delivery cases would be entertained.
That hospital flatly refused to admit patients who didn’t carry valid
currency.
“We can pay by
debit card,” pleaded Shiv Kumar.
“Sorry, we don’t
have that facility yet. Take your wife
to the government hospital. They will
accept invalid currency.”
Lakshmi flatly
refused to go to a government hospital. “I
won’t have my son born amidst filth and that too paid for by invalid currency.”
Son, yes, they
knew it was a son and not a daughter they were going to beget. Lakshmi had conceived after they had
undergone the Divya-Putrasanjeevani treatment carried out by Gurudev Baba who
had miraculous cures for everything including girl children, let alone ailments
such as AIDS and jealousy.
“Let’s consult
Baba,” Shiv Kumar was suddenly enlightened.
“He’ll have a remedy for this.”
Baba
prescribed Divya-Sahanamritam which could prolong the delivery as long as they
wanted provided Lakshmi was willing to bear the pain of the labour. “What’s
this pain, after all?” asked Baba. “Think
of all the soldiers fighting at the borders.
They suffer protracted cold and hunger for the sake of the nation. Can’t you suffer a little pain for the sake
of your own son? It’ll be a matter of a
week at the most.”
Lakshmi
accepted Baba’s counsel and medicine with bowed head. She endured the pain for a whole week when
Shiv Kumar thought it was long enough.
Banks could
not give him valid currency, however. “Can
we print currency?” The banks asked him
when he approached them with suppressed tears.
The ATMs remained closed for days and days. Friends were ready to help him, but with
invalid currency or cheques. What use
were cheques when banks refused to cash them?
Shiv Kumar
learnt that you could become a beggar overnight even if you have a whole
treasure lying in your bank account.
Finally he
managed to convince his wife that it might not be safe for the baby to continue
as an overdue foetus. Not that he or his
wife did not have faith in the Baba, but it was wise to respect nature’s ways
too.
But how to
reach the government hospital which was a little out of the way? They couldn’t hire a taxi as taxi drivers
would not accept invalid currency. An
autorickshaw would not be safe on that road which had too many potholes for a
country that had just become corruption-free.
“All the jerks and shakes in the auto will make me deliver in that
cubbyhole itself,” protested Lakshmi.
She didn’t want their prince to be born in an autorickshaw.
With some
cajoling and an extra dose of Divya-Sahanamritam, Lakshmi agreed to take the
chance. And they reached the government
hospital whose very air reeked of something like rotten cabbage. “Couldn’t they clean up the government
institutions before cleaning up black money?”
She asked covering her nostrils with the end of her dupatta.
“Don’t speak
like this, darling.” Shiv Kumar did not hide his terror. “They’ll arrest us for being antinational.”
Lakshmi lay on
the bed with her legs spread out. “Come
on, push out.” The doctor was telling
her for the umpteenth time.
“I’m pushing
and pushing. But the baby refuses to move.”
She said helplessly. She had shut
her nostrils to the smells around her.
Her labour
continued baffling the doctors and nurses.
Outside her husband was sitting on a mouldy chair and in his snooze he
dreamt that the ATM outside the hospital had opened and he could get a couple
of hundred rupee notes.
Ha ha.. Got the point Matheikal ji. A nice take on the prevailing situation.
ReplyDeleteHumour is also a painkiller 😊
DeleteApt description of the present situation
DeleteGlad you found it so.
DeleteNice take on the present condition of India.
ReplyDeleteCorruption has so many other faces too :)
DeleteDesperate times.
ReplyDeleteIndeed. From yesterday I'm waiting for atms to open...
DeleteAnd like always you nailed it. That's so muchthe plight the baba and the current situation..
ReplyDeleteThe Baba should give something more than counsel. At least some examples.
DeleteGreat satire on the present state of affairs! Pathetic..!
ReplyDeleteThe homework was not done. Hence the problem will take a long time to be solved.
DeleteI would like to meet such a baba who can cure anything in this world. I wonder, how can people believe such men/women?
ReplyDeleteI was dreading it the day of the announcement. Our systems are not that robust to handle implementation at such a large scale. Great take on the issue.
We already have one such Baba, Saru, and he is minting billions selling his various cures to the naive Indians.
DeletePeople are dying because of Modi's midnight tryst with currency. Maybe the latest way to handle population explosion.
All pain and no delivery ! Ah my country !!!
ReplyDeleteMy country bleeds, Sunanina. Pathetic.
DeleteHaan Bhai,point Note kiya !
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