Sankars Creation

The fog raised a curtain in front of him. He was trying to run his car as fast as he could. He had to reach the city within the time. He had to address a seminar. Everyone attending the seminar was eagerly waiting for his address-he knew it very well. He is a doctor and an eminent oncologist.

There was two to three hours journey remaining. The road was not at all motorable at high speed for this obstinate fog and though the day was very cold, drops of sweat were being gathered on his forehead out of anxiety. He was searching for a roadside shop to have some hot espresso and to take a rest for a while. But for a long time, he could not see even a house or anything as a sign of living.

However, after some time he saw a little house which was far and to reach there he had to take a diversion. He slowed the car and was thinking would be it proper to go there. It would take away his valuable time. But he could realize that there was the least possibility to reach in time. Rather unless the weather improves he would reach long after the seminar was over.

He decided to take the turn and to reach the house. He slowly drove because of rain and snow the road was very slippery and risky. Both sides of the road were the field for firming. Some houses became visible and those were scattered here and there. He decided to drop at the first house which he could saw from the highway.

He stopped the car and quickly slammed the door of the car. He could not imagine the temperature was so low. He was shivering and thought he would be freeze if not quickly enter the house.

He rang the bell but the door was not opened. He pressed the bell again. After a few minutes, a teenage boy opened the door with an amicable approach. –Yes Sir, whom do you want? The doctor asked the permission of the seat for a while as the weather outside was very bad and he could not run his car. “Certainly-it’s our pleasure. You please be seated”: –he showed a couch and continued –“wait a bit my grandma is coming finishing her prayer.”

The doctor looked at her watch it was almost dusk and the time for evening prayer.

He saw at the corner of the room a man was lying in bed. His face revealed that he was sick. However, the doctor felt comfortable as the warmth of the fireplace made the room comfy. The doctor was looking around. It seemed the host was not so wealthy but sometimes they were affluent indeed.

He did not notice that someone entered. He heard a warm voice of a lady nearly seventy years old-“Good evening Sir. Please have some hot coffee, it is too cold today”. He looked at her with curiosity. Her presence made him glad at least he could have a talk with someone. The doctor told that he was coming from the distant town where his parents lived. But the weather was so dull he could not run his car fast but it was very much necessary to reach his destination to attend a seminar.

By this time the old man lying in bed told something to the lady which the doctor could not understand. The lady went to him, told something gently and warmly placed her hand on his forehead. She closed her eyes and murmured some words very quietly as if she prayed for him.

The doctor was enjoying the cup of coffee. The lady came back and sat on a chair in front of him. The doctor could not but asked –“What happened to him?” The lady smiled but a cloud of sadness was prevailing on her face.

The lady said-“ he is my husband. We were passing our days very happily. Last June my husband became sick, the treatment which is available here we did everything. But day by day he was becoming sicker. At last, it was detected that he has been suffering from cancer. My neighbors’ and friends advised me to meet Dr.Samuel, the eminent Oncologist. But it is not possible for us. So I pray to the Christ every day, all the time, to help us. I know my prayer won’t go in vain and I’m sure Christ will bless me; someday we will be able to meet Dr. Samuel. I believe in prayer and believe in the words of The Bible-Who seek they find”. The lady stopped. Serenity was beaming on her face. The doctor became frigid for this unexpected incident. Could the lady believe that Dr.Samuel unexpectedly was forced to enter her house as he was not able to run his car for the bad weather!

The doctor took some time, then said-“Madam, if I say I’m that doctor Samuel will you believe? The lady seemed to be shocked by such a reply from his unknown guest. The doctor saw the eyes of the lady became full of tears and it was rolling down her cheek. She with a choked voice said –“ I know Jesus has sent you. He made the weather bad for me so that you can come to our house.” She knelt down on the floor and started praying to Him. Her sobbing voice touched the doctor and realized it is He who has made this all so that he can come here and make the prayer of the lady the reality.

Then Dr.Samuel started examining the patient, Saw the papers of his treatment which was going on and realized that the patient was in a critical stage but still had a chance to survive. He then turned to the lady and told that the patient was to be shifted to the hospital and the patient needed close monitoring and other facilities of treatment which was not possible at home. The next day transportation would be ready to shift the patient. “You need not be worried, my dear …”   “Stevenson”-the lady told. “Ye,s my dear Madam Stevenson” I’m with you. Have my card . You can rest on me. You need not to be worried for anything. I’m with you. Madam Stevenson hugged him warmly and placing her wrinkled hands on his head said—“God bless you my child”

The doctor looked through the window glass. The weather had improved. He looked at his watch. There was no question to be present in the seminar. He started his car. He felt such an emotion that he did not feel it before.

Let us enjoy every day as a new year. This site calls for everyone to be in the realm of creation which can be anything- writing, gardening, drawing, origami even some items created for home decoration that gives you satisfaction and makes the day a new year. That gives meaning to life. Let us share our creations on this page.

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