Angels and Demons

 

 

She had these lovely angelic eyes. Her soft curly black hair danced as she huddled against her apprehensive mother’s bosom . I was doing my shift at the hospital and the pediatric nurse had come to me with a mother and her 18 month old daugher.

The child was passing blood in urine and incessantly talking about a wound ” chot (injury) hai”. The mother had brought her child  to the pediatrician. He  sent the child to me to examine for any internal injuries and indication of any sexual assault.

I looked at the little angel.  She stared  back at me intensely examining my face as I kept talking to her till she smiled.

I did examine the baby girl and she cried a lot. There was blood but thankfully I did not find any signs of the feared cause. The kid probably hurt herself while playing. But the her mother’s concern and the first thing which popped in everyone’s head made me think. The mother admitted that she is horrified .With all kinds of news and media stories  about rape , assault, child abuse  weird thoughts were tormenting her.

The little angel had by now stopped crying and was pacified by a pack of kurkure . She was adorable.

I felt good that the mother was so aware and vigilant. At the same time I felt the grimness of the present  world we are living in. The deterioration our society is facing. The way innocence is wilting away. The strange fears mothers are living with.

Those demonic thoughts must have engulfed the mother’s peace for the entire day. As she walked out of the room she once again asked for reassuring words ” Waisa to kuch nahi hai na ??!” .

I  think of that angelic child and once again  strongly feel the need of a better world where the heart is without fear and no one has to even remotely think of such possibilities for their child.