Have u ever got that feeling, of watching two lovelies
; a woman, as bloom as ever can she be,
lying on the bed halfly pushed in front counter, with next-I’ll-be-going-to-OT attire wrapped on
her body, with sweat right on her forehead and those below nose, holding
hand with a man beside her, (likely her
other half) waiting to be taken by the nurse in charge to the labour room. The man
is whispering sweet something to her ear, with overflowing supports, affections
and infinite loves, knowing that her queen will eventually deliver one (or
maybe two) precious gem(s) that will definitely, enlighten both of their life. I
mean, how sweeter could it be to have someone beside us, someone that is always
there, with never ending hopes-giving and support in times of great or worries.
Someone that shares their life with us and completes each other world, making
it fascinating jaw-dropping rainbow colours days together onwards that others
would never have understand.
This is not a damn fairy tale u read in books or the bedside
story u often heard when u’re small-that because of the excruciating boredom, u
eventually fell asleep. This is not a fiction some famous director created, to
feed on hungry love-sick watchers that probably have nothing better to do than
spending their time in front of television. Indeed, this is the reality. I saw that
very scene in the morning, when it was just my 4th day in ONG
posting (obstetrics & gynaecology). The moment of extradoses diabetes
mellitus-inducing glucogenic agent keep flowing in ur circulation, right
towards ur head. Unconsciously, u were smiling before u even knew it, watching
those bonds that can only be felt after marriage. (Otherwise, it wouldn’t be
considered as sweet).
Notes: Ya Allah, pls give me healthiness in both physically
& mentally, stronger soul, and determination so that I can always be enthusiastic
in this world of giving. Aamin. :')
