“Sorry, we can’t admit him unless we have the test report,” said the front desk man of the hospital where I had taken my father for emergency treatment. I rushed to another hospital. Their refusal made me run to yet another hospital but in vain. I knew my father’s condition was worsening. His loud breathing alarmed and distressed me deeply. I had no other choice. The test done, I waited for the report for five hours. It was negative. As I entered the car with renewed spirits, the silence inside baffled me. Someone whispered to me, “Let’s go home.”
Swapan K Banerjee
8/5/2020 10:35:36 am
How subtly you hinted at a system perpetuating itself sans cesse! Finely written Paritosh.
8/5/2020 11:08:41 am
So real, especially these days. Well done, Paritosh.
9/5/2020 03:21:11 am
So much a sign of the times we are living through. Good one, Paritosh.
Paritosh Chandra Dugar
11/5/2020 11:23:22 am
Thank you Swapan, Don, and Sue for your kind words.
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