10:58
I died on 10th Aug 2023.
tho' not declared so.
The docs were lost In thought
... wary and uncertain.
I see my family in tears...
in shocked disbelief.
I didn't feel any struggle
but smelt deep Intensive care.
Clutched and choked by
an invasive ventilator,
I was gasping wide-eyed at
weird images, hallucinating.
My tongue clipped,
my hands tied... to prevent
pulling away the BIPAP now,
I soon sink into oblivion.
Few hours later I hear
the doc call my name aloud.
I open my eyes
And feel I'm alive again. RAMAN 2.0?
Am soon out of the ventilator
tongue and arms freed now
I see the docs around
I mumble words that stumble...
The docs say I'm out of danger
will soon be out of the ICU;
and true to word, was in my ward
with my family, to convalesce.
Another week into
traumatic intensive-care spasms...
I survive more assaults to soon
be back in my ward and home again.
When I was first born
my family then, rejoiced;
and now when reborn
I sure know whom to thank...
Thank you Doctors. Saviors. Avtars.
A cartload of thanks to all of you who matter and mean a lot... all the way.
Happy Doctors' Day !!!
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