Gienne my gem
By smita shirodkar
13 June 2008
It was a month of December and there was a great aroma of flowers like lilly, jasmine, rose, mogra blooming. I was a sweet 26 years old and was working as an executive post in MumbIt was early November dawn in the great plain. It was an autumn and there was a ai. I was enjoying a good health with handsome salary.
It was a very good morning and I had opened the door for daily newspaper and milk packet, but for a wonder I found a small silk box. I shut the door taking a small silk thinking it as a gift. From deep within the box came a newly born infant child smiling at me. I felt like my skin had turned to dotted dew from head to heal. I did not know what to do. I opened the door and saw here and there and everywhere. I immediately called the watchman up saying is there anyone elated from the elevator or from staircase. I was frightened and the child was smiling and then started crying loudly. I hurried the watchman to bring the feeding bottle apprehending that the infant my be crying for food. It was going to bring me a world of problems. It was getting late for office. I had to hurry.I asked watchman to take care of a child.
From that very day I started coming early at home cancelling all my entertainment sheduled. Sometimes even used to bring lot of toys. I had wanted to thank Mr. Doodle a watchman to help me in every possible way.
The baby was named Gienne my gem and looked at me right in my eyes and as I looked back. My heart slowed down every moment and love starting rising amongst us caring and loving with affectionate. This was marvelous.
Months rolled off the and my baby was not putting up weight. It was raining outside heavily and there was heavy shower. I tried to keep the room warm by shutting all the windows not allowing any breeze to enter. I took utmost care of the baby. I clothed the baby with the warm cloth keeping him cosy and comfortable.
I was caution of all the latest vaccination of B.C.G.and polio dose given in proper intervals. It was raining outside baby Gienne my gem of my life had a slight fewer. I rushed to the physician for a medical care. The fewer was rising slowly. Thus the blood and urine was to be tested. The report was awaiting. Back in my apartment, I released him and he raced across the carpet crawling. Mr. Doodle, a watchman tried to apologies, but I barely heard him. I lifted Gienne and placed him at a bed to make him sleep.
Next day Gienne crawled at a bed in front of T.V then with tiny leg pacing squarely on me. He tucked under my arm and woke me by smoothing his face and whishering good morning in my ears. He had started psychologically uttering few words like pa pa [daddy] mum mum [food] baa baa i.e take me out for roaming etc.
I had entirely forgot about the reports. The officer of the hospital brought the report and placed me in my hand and moved out. The Gienne was in my arms. I opened the report - As I saw the report I thought as I was fallen flat. The arms tightened and I embrace the baby close to my heart. Gienne was suffering from HIV Positive.
I did not lose my heart I did best of the medicine to cure the child. We went for rides, we went to parties, we met the people we got around. We stuck up a friendship. I could actually see him growing.
I can remberer the words of The Siddhantin says that Divine knowledge pervades the world for the ultimate good of the soul uneffected entities in the world.
As the Gienne grew, so did our problem. When I'd return home from errands I could hear him crying for me all the way down the corridor.
I had received a higher job offer outside the town. Since now I had Mr. Doodle a watchman all alone in the whole world near and close to share my problem. The Gienne was four years by now. There were many people whom I know. Many guest and friends were accustom about my relation with Gienne and the way our hearts are built.
I tried to find a best convent to educate a child. At last far away from a town I found Angel convent school of boarding and lodging. I paid the donation. I was feeling stupid and a litter desperate. I had promised to take care of a child life long. But job was also essential for the rich economic career.
I gave Gienne a bathe on the last Friday in July. While I sat on the bathroom floor and dried him with a big towel. He stood next me and rested her chin on my shoulder. My knee were shaking. I kissed Gienne on the top of his head. I lifted him and put him beside my seat of car and belted him gently and honestly and drove towards Angel Convent School.
As the school was nearing my stomach started paining with fear but was conscious my cautioning for Gienne betterment was very much essential.
Vernal sister was waiting at the gate to her property. She welcomed us. I felt like I was making awful confession.
Finally Gienne seemed to be calmer. He saw many kids around him He identified himself around the crowd.
I rested my face against him and felt the thrum of pain through both of us. The wind blew around us. At that moment, there was nowhere else in the world I wanted to be.
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