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The mountain air….moist and freezing. Her breath fast and desperate

The snow she always wanted to see. to feel it in her fingers…..seems within reach….as the train chugs slowly but surelyto its destination…

It’s the cleanest station in India. ..this small time town…

The overnight stay in pleasant weather….if only they knew what’s in store, they would have caught the next train back..

Se waits at the foothills for her husband to come back. She’s dying….a painful death. Nothing could be done. The tickets… they were already booked….the coupe…a tiny room, just for themselves. The journey it has been heavenly….but now, she was in hell. Not the one burning with flames but the one chilling her bones and clogging her chest. She pukes but the relief lasts a few minutes. Then it’s back, with a vengeance.

There’s this local who has taken him up the mountain to look for a hotel.The local comes down ..alone. He asks her to join him up to the hotel.

She refuses…let my husband come days she. He swears and goes away. Her husband comes. He’s found a room..,it’s all the way up the hill. He doesn’t understand. Breathless..she slowly struggles up the hill.

On the bed, she’s coughing away..He is kind. He gives her a bucket to puke on.

They come with their beautiful shawls and sweaters. He wants to buy them for her. She cannot speak. Where do I find a doctor he says.

There must be a hospital but he doesn’t know where. They get a taxi…

It’s expensive. She is taken for a ride. Up another mountain.The old doctor doesn’t talk. He gives her a jab. Her asthma’s gone.

The cough…its there but subdued. They finish their journey and are back home.

He begins. She’s a raving maniac. Her

By Jyothsna DSouza

I’m at home
With my children
With plenty of time
To read, teach, and muse

I believe if you have
The capacity
To do good
And others
They confirm
It is good
If it’s important
For many,
Not one
One must persist
To the end,
Till all one’s
Resources
Are exhausted

Man lives on hope

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