ANGELS, I ASK YOU AGAIN .............

Clock was ticking, time for the first time was passing by fast..........really fast , when i wanted it to go slow, really slow, ideally i wanted it to stop forever. It was just cries all around me , some were sobbing, some were wiping off their tears quietly, and some were just praying for a miracle to happen, so was i, the reason - a young man maybe in his mid-thirties was struggling to live, with the help of life support system , his pulse beats were decreasing, most of his organs had stopped functioning, except his heart which was doing a countdown . Just then a small boy, really innocent, unaware of all this , came upto me and asked "Raja bhaiyya, why is daddy not getting up?" . The biggest question for me to answer , i had no answer for this innocent little boy, what would i tell him, that he will have to live rest of his life without his father, that his mother will have to struggle and bring him up, that all his promises made by his father will not be fulfilled any more.................... God i just felt like weeping, but I couldnt.
This was the most difficult moment for me , where do all the angels disappear at such times? Why dont they turn all these mourning faces into smiling ones, why? Only If angels could read my BLOG , I wish they will.
This is not the first time I have prayed to these Angels, I have begged them on previous two occassions also.
I was only 18 then, I had a friend who was really close to me, we used to be together always, he was the only son of his parents. He was brilliant in studies, he was an ideal son of his proud parents. He was amongst the STATE toppers in his exams, with dreams in his eyes, he had moved to Pune for higher education, he got into one of the best colleges and was enjoying his life in Pune, when one day suddenly I got a news that he met with an accident and died on the spot, this news shattered me , that was the first time I asked these Angels, as to why him, why not some one else ............. why only him, I weeped for the first time in my life. I didnt get my answer.............

Last year on a weekend I was enjoying a get together with my friends, when I got a call from one of my close family friends, she asked me "Raja can you please come to Sassoon Hospital, as early as possible" , My heart started pounding fast and I asked her "Why? What Happened?" . She told me please come fast. I just ran off to the hospital, it was a Government Hospital. I saw her standing , she wasnt crying but she looked tense, she just whispered in my ears " Pradeep uncle died in a freak mishap, but we havent revealed this to his wife and daughter, they are sitting there on the bench ". The person who she was reffering was one of our very close family friends. Since all his relatives were in Mumbai and Bangalore , I was the only male member out there to stand by them in such a difficult situation. I went inside and saw his dead body, he was hit on his head by a speeding truck. My aunty who had called me up, then broke up and she started sobbing. I was looking at a dead body from so close for the first time, and that too of some one I knew so closely. Tears rolled down my eyes, but then I had to wipe them. Because situation demanded that.
Just then one ward boy walked upto me and asked me to take off his clothes and all his belongings so that the body can be taken for post-mortem, since it was an accident case, police was involved in it. I removed his shoes, his belt, his tie, and then his shirt and finally his belongings, I still cannot believe I did it, it was some strange force within me which gave me courage to do all this. Now when i think of it, i just shiver. He was taken to the Morgue, for the first time in my life I saw a morgue, I experienced everything which I had heard about the Government Hospitals, about the Police cases and about the formalities, it was such a torture to get our own relative's body back. And amongst such agony i thought about his wife and his only child , a teenaged daughter who he left behind. It was all over for them, a disaster . The whole night I was busy in the formalities, and at around 4 in the morning I got his body in our possesion.
After all this, I again asked the same question........ to these ANGELS of LIFE, why such innocent people, WHY ONLY THEM? Please answer this question to me, I want to answer it to the innocent little boy who is asking me whether his father will ever get up and hug him in his arms, please for me , answer my question , give me an answer............. still waiting for the answer, and still I havent got the answer................ Dont know if my question will ever be answered, but I have only one wish , I dont have to ask these Angels of Life , the question again and again........................ not so frequently atleast.....................