Rigved

Today is the worst day of Rigved, myself and Banda s life.(I am obviously writing this much later than this date)

In a stupid, unnecessary fight between an older boy(12 yrs old) and Rigved(7 yrs old), The other boy twisted Rigveds arm with all might and it severely fractured. The bone had been broken like a twig. The pain was unbearable and he yelled and screamed all the way to the x ray clinic first and then to the hospital. Every pot hole and bump on the road rendered more pain to Rigved. Banda left office to come to the hospital. On the way she went and blasted that boy, his parents, their neighbours and in a way she blasted the whole of the building we live in. The boys parents did not even bother to come to see Rigved let alone apologize on their son s behalf! Banda almost fainted when the doctor told her what has happned to our little baby. I asked her to go home and come back later. Her mom came then to the hospital. Banda went and almost picked up a fight with the other boy s parents. The no good secretary of the building intervened and try to pacify Banda as if nothing had happened. banda insulted him so brutally that he will never be able to face Banda again ever! Back in the hospital I was ok till he was taken to the operation theatre. There was no choice but to be ok. I was not allowed in the operation theatre. I heard yells and cries inside a few more times after which the anaesthesia did what it had to. When he was brought out on a stretcher after about 40 minutes, i saw him unconscious with his entire arm in plaster. His shirt was removed off for the alignment of the bone so that it can remodel itself. I couldnt bear it anymore and i broke down.

The hospital had called the cops as this was not a minor incident and I gave a report saying it was an accident and it happened while the kids were playing! I did that because had i told the cops what had really happened then it would have ruined the other boy s life. Next day i realized that i had done a grave mistake. I should have let the boy s life get ruined as none of the society people nor the boy s parents came over to meet Rigved.

The doctor(Dr. Samir Pilankar) told us that it would take at least 2 months for recovery and a year for complete recovery! The next afternoon we got Rigved home. His hand was completely in a plaster. His left hand. He is left handed.

I took a nap in the afternoon today. When I woke up, there was a note on door that said,”Do you want a surprise? OK look on the TV” I went to the TV there was another note that said, “Look on the window sill”. There was a cheese sandwich specially created for me to eat! Yesterday Banda was to leave for her 24 hour office picnic. Rigved promptly made a cute little drawing and gave it to her. While dropping her in the auto rickshaw, his face was expressive and sort of said he is going to miss Banda.

A few days ago, i think it was the 11 th of July, there multiple bomb explosions took place in the city. All of them happened around 6:30 in first class train compartments. One took place near the Amboli Phatak as well. We had left just 5 minutes after the explosion took place to meet Banda to buy Rigved a writing table. There were hoards of people on the tracks and the city was in a chaotic situation. It was a bloody day. For some strange reason Rigved got a whiff of all this and was a bit unnerved and scared too. He was wondering if the bombs could be planted in the building(Visava) we live in as well? This did not last beyond the night as we deliberately stopped discussing it.