Its been Two months, 60 days actually, that I have gone through a phase that made me to learn a lot. A phase that has given me lessons to understand people, situations and mostly about fate. I know I have gone through some bad situations and incidents that made my life so... I don't even know what that felt.

It is 12 August, I got a phone call saying my cousin is in hospitals and in serious condition. I went there after everybody visited her. Docs told us she is dealing with her life and death situation. When I went to see her in Intensive Care, she all equipped with ventilator, ECG plugs, Blood Pleasure plugs and all. She looks like a dwarf because of her back bone bend. She has a lump on her back because of that. She was looking too small between those machines.

She recovered on the second day and we are too happy. But that didn't last like that. Her health condition got more serious that night. Docs declared she have to be on ventilator till she recovered. I have pay the bills and take care of my Aunt(My Pa's Sister). My Uncle(My Pa's Brother) invested a lot of money but there no recovery on her health condition.

In this situation we told my Uncle(My Aunt's Husband) to stay at home. But on twelfth day he met with an accident when he was returning from the work. Again I got a phone call at the hospital about the accident and made efforts to not to tell my Aunt till my Parents bring my Uncle to the same hospital. Doc declared two long bone brakes, one in the hand at bicep and another in the leg exactly at the joint below his hip. My Cousin don't know about the accident. We never told her.

Because of his weak heart its been three days to declare for the surgery and decided the time at evening. After 15days of treatment Docs haven't tell anything about My Cousin's recovery so we decided to shift her to the city at another state. Which is exactly on the same date of My Uncle's surgery. My Aunt went with her daughter and I stayed with my Uncle. Operation gone well, they fixed my Uncle's hand and have to do another surgery to set the leg after some days. But the very next day he made a mistake by putting pressure on the hand and the clamps loosened and the operation failed. No fixing before his health condition get well.

On 16th day at City Hospital they have switch My Cousin to another Hospital for a small surgery before treatment. On the Journey the ambulance staff made a mistake to get ready with the Oxygen at the hospital. It took some minutes to arrange and we lost her because of that. They took care of all the procedure and bring her to our native place to took care of all the rituals. I had to miss the rituals to take care of My Uncle who is still at the hospital. Doc warned us not to tell about his daughter's death, because of his heart condition.

On the 18th day, to arrange the lunch for all who came to My Cousin's rituals, My Family took care of that all. But a tragic accident occurred and the gas cylinder was on fire. By God's grace there happened nothing to anyone but our kitchen was a mess. If anything happened on that day I would have lost my entire family. I was a total mess because I called My Pa exactly on the situation is going on. I was cried in the hospital between a large crowd but no one there to comfort me.

After some days we have to shift My Uncle to another hospital to get the treatment for his heart's weakness. I stayed there for 5 more days before shifting him to another hospital to take care of the second Surgery. Because of his diabetic instability it took two more days to do surgery. They put him in the ICU for 2 more days without allowing us to even see him. My uncle tortured us because of the pains and all. After 7 day of surgery they discharged him for home care and given the consultation after 7 more days.

Because of My Aunt's negligence and My Uncle's unnatural behavior, the wound got infected. I again took him to the hospital, they have to clean the wound entirely and have to re-stitch. We stayed another week at the hospital. One night he suddenly got a heart attack and we have to move him to another hospital to the cardiac observation. At there we have spent 3 more days again. And one tragic night he had another heart attack and he died before we took him to the ICU. We never tell him that his daughter was no more in this world even till he died. We took care of his rituals and both graves of My Cousin & My Uncle lying beside one another now at grave Yard.

In the hospitals I had lost my normal life, had seen deaths and diseases. Normal and abnormal. Sad things and Happiness. And all. I even got hospital sickness. I was upset that I haven't got any normal days these 2 months. I now have my normal life back to me. But on what cost...? I don't have any word for that...