My Family's Destiny With Saturdays....!- PART1

My Family's Destiny With Saturdays...!

There is something in Saturdays which we as a family completely are in awe of. Right from February 2005, Saturdays keep on haunting me. I really want to elaborate on this point more, but I dont know from where to start. Should I start with the importance of the events that have occurred on Saturdays or should I start with how each Saturday changed my life from bad to worse. No I think I ll lose out on a few events if I go that way. According to me, Its better I narrate in a chronological order. So right from the First Saturday of February 2005, my story starts like this. I ll put it in point form for a better understanding.

The hair behind my neck has just stood up and my adrenaline is rushing up. Hmmm wait I ll just relieve my self and be back. lol....I know its gross. But a little humour (even if its pathetic) is required to chill the atmosphere This post is gonna be difficult for sure! Be right back!





7th February 2005, Saturday:

My Dad was returning home from mulund (office). He used to travel with his colleague on the laters bike. While getting down from the bike Dads leg bruised past the exhaust if the bike. The exhaust of the bike was very hot as the bike was running continuously for a hour and a half. As a result of which his leg burnt. And there were these two huge patches. on his leg. We treated it as a normal wound.





21st February 2005, Saturday:

The wound had still not healed. It was still there and even after medication it did not go. So our family doctor asked Dad to go for a Blood test. It is said that if a person is suffering from Diabetes the wound does not heal that quickly. It takes a lot of time. So on the 21st morning Dad went for a test and in the evening the report said that Dad is a diabetic patient and he has to go on a insulin tablet. That's the story for the 21st Feb, 2005.





11th June 2005, Saturday:

In the morning at around 11 am Dad started feeling some heaviness in his chest. His doctor friend who is a dentist advised him to go for an ECG. The ECG was alarming. It scared the shit out of me. It said that Dad has a heart attach sue to blockages in the arteries. His confidence was down. The family was grieving. He was all of 45 that time. He was admitted in a nearby hospital. After this day I have never seen that confidence in Dad again. Somehow its still missing.



25th June 2005, Saturday:

Dad was now shifted to Hinduja Hospital as he was advised to go for an Angioplasty and later an Angiography if required. Angiography was done on this day at Hinduja. It was the end of the doctors job but a beginning of all odd sorts for us, the family.



9th July 2005, Saturday:

Dad had gone to the nearby hospital for a check up after the operation. His ECG again showed a lot of changes and he was taken into the Intensive Critical Care Unit. Well again a week in the hospital and when later he came back it was really worse. He had become a huge thinker. And would think like a pessimist on almost everything.


These 5 first instance were a brain turner. They changed my approach towards Saturday. The public all over the world is so relaxed on Saturdays and are in the mood to enjoy the much awaited weekend. But i think I find myself more relaxed on Sundays and on other days of the week.

I stop here with these 5 instances. Will continue in the next post.
But remember:
This is no Work of Fiction.
This is no Script Writing.
This is no Story Telling.
THIS IS MY LIFE

For now,
tadaaaaa
----mp