Hey! Am I looking like a princess? See my Cinderella dress. My dad bought this new pair of shoes for my birthday. Preethi was very much excited and she is show-off type. Hema was very sad when she spoke about her birthday party. Preethi continued, tomorrow by 6 we are going to cut cake and there will be songs and sweets. Please come in red and black dress. We are having a theme party it is called “Lady Bird”. Preethi and Hema are very good friends. They completed their 3rd grade and going to 4th grade. Even though they are kids they spoke very maturely. They were together from the playschool.
They live next to each other in a very big apartment. They are in 7th floor and opposite flats. Always they we will be together. But this is the only day where Hema does not like to go to Preethi’s flat. She would weep all the day and eat very less and she would be very mad at his dad and mom. She broke so many things in her house. But still their mom and dad never gone mad at her.
The Birthday party is tomorrow, Preethi’s sister was busy decorating the door outside. Everyone is working like a Bee. Hema gazed their home and found his whole family is working for her birthday party. There are so many voice in her mind. My dad and mom never loved me. The pressure was building and she could control and she ran back to her room. Closed her room and started to cry.
Hema’s father called from outside, but she is very stubborn not to open the door. She wanted answers why we are not celebrating my birthday? Am I not important to you all? Her voice was very shaky, the celebration of Preethi’s birthday party really stuck her. She is still kid, she can’t understand why they do not celebrate her birthday.
Her dad begged to open the door. Finally Hema opened the door and went back to the bed and put her face in the pillow. She did not wanted to speak to her dad. Her father came closer and said, baby listen to me. I am going to tell a very important incident and I am not sure if you can understand, but still you have to listen. You might have lot of questions in your mind like do we love you? And you may think we are not giving importance to you. But that is not true, we love you so much so we do not celebrate your birthday.
You are our second child, and he started to tell the story in a very grim voice. Kalpana was born on Jan 1st on New Year eve. She was like a rose petal and we all loved her more than anything in this world. We wanted to celebrate her 1st birthday in a very grand manner. It was Dec 31 and whole world was ready to celebrate New Year and we are ready to celebrate her birthday.
At the stroke of 12 we all celebrated two occasions one is Kalpana’s birthday and another is New Year. Cake is ready and we all wore new dress and we holded her hand and started to cut the cake. Suddenly her hands was very cold and she fainted. We really do not know, what to do we called ambulance it came very late as there was plenty of New Year traffic.
After a 2 hours of struggle in the new year traffic we reached hospital. We found she was suffering from some cancer in her stomach. She went to coma and after 1 month of vigorous treatment she recovered. Doctors could not completely remove it, it was re-growing in rapid rate and she could not cope with that. All our happiness went away from that new year, we stared to live with that agonizing pain.
We spent so much money to keep her live. Many doctors from overseas came and examined here, they could not find proper origin for the disease. So they could not give proper treatment. She completely understood what she is going through. She was super intelligent, she picked whatever she hears. She can copy whatever someone speaks. She knows complete jungle book song. It was Christmas eve, she fainted again. We rushed to hospital. Doctors said, she is counting days. I could not accept that, I do not wanted to give up that easily. I called all possible hospital and checked about the disease, some replied they can’t some did some sugar coating talking. I do not know what to do. I went to her hospital bed, there are lot of equipment connected. The beep and other hospital sound threatened me. I do not want to lose my baby doll.
She looked at me and said, daddy can we go home? I do not like this smell. I could not control my emotion, I felt something stuck in my throat. Baby what you want? Daddy will get you that! She kept her fingers in her nose and tapped it gently. Anyone can tell she is thinking. She said I want to cut cakes and blow candles like Varsha Akka for my birthday. I want pink Barbie dress and a hair band.
Your mother could not stand there, she went out and started to cry. I consoled my heart and wanted to give Kalpana a best birthday party. It was 31st Dec morning, I made all the arrangement and informed Doctor about it. Got the pink Barbie dress and hair band. It was afternoon and I went to hospital to tell Kalpana about the birthday party.
I told her and she was very happy, Daddy when shall we go to home? I want to cut cake! Tomorrow baby! We will go to home by 9 in the morning. You go to sleep now daddy will be sitting here. Ok, daddy is it true “Am I going to meet God soon?” I was shocked, some nurse in the hospital said that to her. I could not answer that. No Baby! There is no God, if there is one, he will not do this to me. Ok daddy, did grandpa and grandma is here for my birthday party. I want to see everyone. Yes, baby everyone is here. You go to sleep.
I too fall asleep and it was early morning. It is 2 years baby doll was born. I went near Kalpana and whispered “Happy birthday! Sweetheart!” She was cold again, the machine started to beep loudly, that was emergency. Doctors rushed and everyone was running around. I could not understand anything. All I wanted is my baby back and I wanted to celebrate his birthday. But that did not happen. Doctors said, she passed away just now. I think, what she heard was my birthday wish. How unlucky I was finished Hema’s father.
We put all her photos and dress in this loft. From that day, birthday celebration was very unlucky. We feared we will lose you.
Hema, smiled and asked for all Kalpana stuff. His father took and gave she took the pink dress and hair band and smelled it. Then she wore the hairband. Daddy “All I want to cut cakes and blow candles” and she started to sing the jungle book song.
Now his father understood where Kalpana was all these days. She never left them!
It is a nice emotional and happiness mixed story.