Tale Weaver # 131 – 10th August 2017 – Birth

Ananya sat staring listlessly outside the open window. A monstrous mango tree stood

guard, a mute testimony to the sufferings and joys of the inmates of this hospital

room.The birds and their nests cooing and the butterflies flapping their diaphanous

coloured wings did not stir an iota of interest in her tired body. Biology ,her favourite

subject in school.

Her parents tried to comfort her fully knowing her state of mind. Who would comfort

them?

The nurse announced her entry into the hospital room with a bawling bundle wrapped up

snugly in her arm.

She cast an uncomfortable look at Ananya and her gaze shifted to the two elders in the

room.

Mrs. And Mr. Dash looked at each other with an eerie silence. Finding the tension in the

room too congested for the asthmatic father, he slipped out into the verandah.

“Take that child away from here”, were the sharp words that befell on Ananya’s ears.

Mrs. Dash‘s words had hardly left her lips when suppressed sobs from Ananya’s gullet

pierced her heart.

The umbilical cord was severed but Ananya still hadn’t developed maternal instincts.

The birth of the child was the birth of her misery, dilemma, suffocation all rolled into

one.

Her change of clothes from school uniform to a maternity gown was not what she wished

for.

written for : Tale Weaver # 131 -10th August 2017- birth.

Note : A news in a leading newspaper :- A Mumbai girl is said to have gone into a shell after hearing the news of her pregnancy that entered the third trimester last week. She has clammed up and not told the Police anything about the likely sexual assault. She is 13 years old.

Rape, sexual assault on girls are on a rise.