‘ I have been wanting
to tell you this for a while now.. You remember I had undergone a complete
medical checkup last month, the reports came out a few days ago.. I have Hodgkin’s disease, a certain type of cancer.’
– said Samarth.
‘The doctor’s clinic
is shut, but don’t worry mom, I’ll call him from his house and don’t worry
nothing will happen to dad.’ - said
Samarth frantically.
He ran to the doctor’s house and pleaded him to come home
and take a look at his father, the person he loved the most, the person who
loved him the most.
‘I’m sorry Samarth,
he’s no more.’ -the doctor said.
Samarth couldn’t believe his ears. Then and there a part of him had died with
his father.. the part that was jovial, the part that was carefree.
His father had died of cancer. He fought with it bravely for
3 and a half years, often being hospitalized during the battle, but coming back
strongly and never losing hope. Samarth would often be surprised at his dad’s
will power and sense of humor, he would crack jokes at the hospital bed! He had been there besides his dad through the
tumultuous journey. He had hoped his father would get the better of the damn
disease, he was optimistic throughout, something which he hated at that
moment.
Samarth was to battle the disease he had lost his father to.
This thought came up in Akriti’s mind after a long numbness that followed
Samarth’s declaration. For her Samarth was the pillar of strength, he was
emotional but had proved himself to be emotionally strong in extreme
conditions, a combination which was quite rare, something that invoked more
love and respect for Samarth in Akriti’s mind.
‘I have seen my
father’s struggle with this disease, I have seen him get frustrated at us and
we couldn't even blame him. Things will get worse with time and you know I love
you way too much to hurt you. There is still time for you to settle down, it would be better for us if we part ways
today. – the freedom from the
initial hesitation resulted in a storm of thoughts converting into words that
Samarth told Akriti.
What did you just
say?! I feel like slapping you! You think I would leave you because you have
cancer? I would want to spend every moment with you and how did you just assume
cancer will get the better of you? You have been a fighter all this while and
this is one of your biggest battles! You can’t give in to this. You have to take
revenge of your dad’s death no! You only told me once that if one doesn’t believe in miracles, one
should just wait for one! We’ll go to the best doctors in the city and with
time you will be ok. – said Akriti.
She wanted to believe the last few words she had said. She had to.
As time passed, all the symptoms that the disease brings in
could be seen in Samarth. At time, he would wail in pain and would curse his
luck, but he knew he had to be strong, for the ones that loved him, for
Akriti. The hair that he was proud, had
depleted steadily. He didn't want to look into the mirror. Akriti made him look
in her eyes instead. The very eyes that he loved the most. The eyes that motivated him to battle with
greater force. A lot of chemotherapy and
radiation sessions followed. He hated them, but Akriti was there by him every
time, making the pain seem bearable.
After 8 long months,
every cancerous cell in Samarth’s body was destroyed. Destroyed by the faith in
God, in the doctors, and in Samarth’s strength that Akriti had.
There was a chance of a relapse, but this was a moment to
celebrate.
‘Nothing can cause
harm to you Samarth, especially to your heart, which is the purest thing I have
ever come across. God will have to wait a long time to have you. You are only
mine till then.’ - said the love of
Samarth’s life, Akriti.
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