Role Reversal – A Short Story

Lily had gone to visit her office assistant’s wife who was admitted for a minor surgery in the Government aided hospital. That is when she saw that girl, who must have been around 10 to 12 years of age. The girl had a small little parcel in her hand. And she ran up the stairs, knocking down who ever came in her way. She almost knocked her down too. The automatic reaction of Lily, was to shout after the rushing kid, asking her what was the rush. Lily heard a ‘sorry aunty’ from the top floor above her, the kid’s frail voice drifting away.                              IMG-20180124-WA0001
When Lily came after two days, to the hospital to check on her office assistant’s wife, as she was genuinely concerned about them and being not much educated, they leaned on her for interpretation of doctors medical instructions. On the entry gate, she saw a small van like vehicle with it’s dicky open and lot of parcel’s were being distributed to those who were assembled near the vehicle. On enquiry to the security of the hospital, she got the information that every noon and evening free food were distributed among the poor attenders and inmates of the hospital.                           IMG-20180124-WA0007
And that is when Lily saw that small girl a second time. Her little frail body wriggling into the already accumulated crowd. Somehow the girl managed to snatch a parcel from the distributing man and she took off on her feet ready to knock down anybody who came on her way.                             IMG-20180124-WA0003

Curiosity got the better off Lily . And she followed the little girl, trying to match up to the speed of the tiny little feet which just took off with a mission.                              IMG-20180124-WA0004

     Lily almost caught up with her as the little girl ran into the general ward. And Lily saw her approaching a bed in the corner of the general ward, where a woman was lying down.                                IMG-20180124-WA0005
And what Lily saw next brought tears to her eyes. The girl sat beside the woman and opened the parcel she had brought, and started to feed the woman on the bed. Lily became rooted to the spot where she stood.                         IMG-20180124-WA0006
Lily casually asked the nurse who crossed her, about the girl. The nurse answered “Oh! That’s Anu and her mother, they don’t have anybody else to call their own, so Anu takes care of her mother, and feeds her. Anu’s mother had a tumour in her brain and after the operation, the right side of her body became paralyzed. Now Anu is taking care of her mother’s needs as and how she can. She runs all the way to the food van and back as she knows that is the only food her mother can get. Anu takes care of her Amma, as if she is the mother and not the other way around.
As Lily slowly walked away from the ward, the picture of the daughter feeding the mother stood in front of her eyes and her lips muttered ‘Child who became a mother to her own mother.’

Author: anamikaisblogging

Uhmm! What do I say abt myself. Love to read, write, watch tons of movies and loves music. Educated enough to enlighten a few things to a few some who shows the interest to listen. This is me in a nutshell. Will let out little by little, like the cat out of the bag. Ok I think it's time to let out one more passion of mine, which I as much love as writing, and that is cooking. Trying out different new recipies with a slight variation added of mine makes my culinary skills a little adventurous cuisine.

12 thoughts on “Role Reversal – A Short Story”

  1. That’s sad and paining.. but its inspiring to see a child feeding her mom that show maturity love and care in one picture…
    Kash grown up apne parents ki ithni kadar karthe toh shayad vrudhaashram ki zarurat hi na hothi..

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  2. Yeah,I can notice moisture in my eyes gradually turning into tears and I have to pull out my kerchief.Very touching and the way you have put the happenings in the story, I can see world is soon going to have a greatest writer ever born.Thank God I was carrying my kerchief and it was handy.
    Hopefully I am going to enjoy reading more touchy posts.So my comment that you are a natural born poet and gifted artist is proved 100%.

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    1. Amul butter e whole sale le vaangi vechrikingle…..ippadi alli podringe…paathunge…varakoodadha vayasile nekku cholesterol jaasthi aayidapodhu.😁
      Thanks glad you liked it oh ya there are some more senti ones. I will help by giving you the link one for each day if that’s Ok… considering the value of your time. But please carry a hanky just in case.or have a box of tissues as you are very tender hearted. So here is the link.

      anamikaisblogging.wordpress.com/2018/04/03/muskaan-a-smile-so-pure/
      As usual copy paste the link onto a browser and you will b in there in no time. Shub Rathri Sridhar ji.

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  3. How is that you are in a hilarious mood when somebody is crying ?

    Jokes apart,Hoarding any item( in this case Amul Butter ) is injurious to everybody.

    How is that you are able to respond immidiately with a witty ( retort ) reply ?
    Is not that the reason, as to why your followers and readers are addicted to your blog?
    Thanks for guiding to me to another link.
    Looks like You have made up your mind that I am an original Hindi Pandit.It’s Ok.

    I shall be back soon after I read the post. Thanks for constantly helping to pick up prose part of your great writing .
    I concede Aap encouraging & entrprising Hai !

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