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Sinking Vitoria
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#fareedk
The old woman was near death. I could hear her try to draw in painful gasps of breath. I felt helpless as a doctor in this remote part of the world. Was there nothing I could do?
She is the only one whom I care most in this world.
She warned me this day would come and I must be ready for this. Her name is Neena, she said she loved me very much.
Highly unacceptable, but true. As why any patient would love me.
Why I am so concerned about her, who is she? Certainly she can't be my mother my mother passed away long time ago.
But who is she, why so much affection for her,I keep asking myself.
My name is Vitoria and I am doctor at research centre for lost and found patients.
Unlike other hospitals we treat patients here with symphathy, we focus more on traditional values rather than scientifically.
I am a doctor at hospital, a young beautiful woman.
After getting selected in this field, marriage was abandoned for both the gender.
Life was going fine until I met the man who was just no one, very simple and common man.
Every now and then he come and visit me with the same wound at same area.
Every time I treat her and remind him one cannot get hurt at same place again and again.
He smiles and go.
For many years life was very happy, a bud of love was blooming.
With a man from other part of the world, to which they say third world countries.
He was a good looking, nice guy, very simple but sharp.
His English wasn't that good but was able to communicate.
I like spending time with him, how can a person be so down to earth.
Slowly I started falling for him, we started sharing apartment and beds too.
Being with him I forgot the oath I have taken that I cannot have family.
He was unknown to this,had no idea has to suffer the consequences being with me.
I tried to escape from this place but as I said in beginning it was in a remote area.
He too got stucked, many a times he tried to escape but failed.
This was no common hospital, no one can connect outside the world.
Some how management got to know about our relationship, so they came up with the plan.
They decided to make him punish as they cannot touch me because they needed me.
Plan was to make him mentally ill as he too work there as clerk.
They started giving him pills in his food, and reaction was unavoidable.
I knew this but I didn't knew they will plan for him.
However, while treating him without anybody knowing it I conceive a child.
I never knew what will happen or what circumstances I have to face but I did it.
As the days passed on his punishment got severe, he was been called in the men assembly hall and was paraded naked.
His crime was he fall in love with a woman.
But he was a strong willed man he never told anyone that I am pregnant.
I was trying harder to get him out by any mean but couldn't do it.
They tortured him that much that he started looking like an old man. His beards got white, he looks like he got shrunk.
This was to horrible for me to see.
But every night he whisperes my name Vitoria, don't sink Vitoria, what he meant was Vitoria be strong and don't loose hope.
He never asked where I came from and why I chose this place. It was told to us this is a place where lost and found patients were treated. This was very unusual term "lost and found patients".
For young graduates like me this was the life time opportunity, as i came from a place where life human life has more meaning above all.
I came from Europe where life style is different and very open.
Beautifull, lovely people and wonderful sightseeing.
My past was amazing had a wonderful parents with 3 siblings and a wonderful neighborhood.
But with the time reality of life got bitter.
Neighborhood got rougher, siblings went to different states for higher studies and job.
Parents were there, but they were the only one I was left with.
I started living in my dreams, and spending more times on studying.
After completing my education I went exploring different parts of the world, some places I volunteered and some I got paid.
But deep in third part of the world's their was a meaningful life which was still left in them.
They still use to live in families, had a big traditional houses and rely more on herbs for medicine rather than pills.
This wasn't just unique but different because I never had this life.
Most of the population rely on drugs as it was very cheap and easily available.
People were humble, kind and affectionate.
Festival here is very unusual, as u got to choose your spouse freely without any family fear.
I took many pictures and stayed for a long time there.
In this country there was a forest which they say was protected by a goddess.
She is not a particular witch or ghost who needed blood for the jungle to cross or visit around.
She just wanted pure heart people to pass on first before anyone.
It was not possible to visit that forest every day, only once in a month.
I got the chance to go there but was unknown as they send me as a bait.
I was knew to this forest and wasn't aware of these stories.
However, I visited and came back I don't know was this even true or not but nothing happened to me.
I came back to my country narrated the whole story but no one believed me, untill this happen.
I was 36 Weeks pregnant and was about give birth I managed to escape with my love.
He was unconscious due to the torture, only remember one thing "Vitoria don't sink".
Due to bad weather plane got crashed not completely but landed badly.
Many people got injured including me.
He helped me giving birth to our child,and I felt unconscious.
Till 14 years of age he raised our child and passed away.
I never came back to sense for many years.
When I regained consciousness, I saw the old lady taking care of me.
I asked her where am I and who am I,
her eyes filled with tears and slowly started telling me things.
The old lady was my daughter yes she was my daughter. Mama I am your daughter.
I don't know what strength kept you alive for so long and still so young.
She told me how his father took care both of us, as he never fully recovered from the torture.
She also told me about the difficulty she faced while growing up.
She informed me this isn't the first time I regained consciousness, many times before I did and evry time I forget.
What makes me still alive and young was the spell or cursed of that witch.
She was looking for a pure soul so she can give her curse to someone and can be free.
But the curse had the reverse affect on me, it worked but prevented me from dying.
I took the old lady or my mom to the hospital but they referred to the same hospital as she must be treated with symphathy.
I kept on forgetting things, I hardly can remember who she is as I reached the hospital.
But the charm on the face of this seventy years old lady was mesmerizing.
Most of the staff were gone who were with me many years ago.
And after few years my lovely daughter too.
After many years of treatment I got well in the same hospital.
I remember everything, what happen and why, I cried after many years.
Many journey came to same place from where it started.
But this time I know how to end.
© Fareed Ahmad khan
#fareedk
The old woman was near death. I could hear her try to draw in painful gasps of breath. I felt helpless as a doctor in this remote part of the world. Was there nothing I could do?
She is the only one whom I care most in this world.
She warned me this day would come and I must be ready for this. Her name is Neena, she said she loved me very much.
Highly unacceptable, but true. As why any patient would love me.
Why I am so concerned about her, who is she? Certainly she can't be my mother my mother passed away long time ago.
But who is she, why so much affection for her,I keep asking myself.
My name is Vitoria and I am doctor at research centre for lost and found patients.
Unlike other hospitals we treat patients here with symphathy, we focus more on traditional values rather than scientifically.
I am a doctor at hospital, a young beautiful woman.
After getting selected in this field, marriage was abandoned for both the gender.
Life was going fine until I met the man who was just no one, very simple and common man.
Every now and then he come and visit me with the same wound at same area.
Every time I treat her and remind him one cannot get hurt at same place again and again.
He smiles and go.
For many years life was very happy, a bud of love was blooming.
With a man from other part of the world, to which they say third world countries.
He was a good looking, nice guy, very simple but sharp.
His English wasn't that good but was able to communicate.
I like spending time with him, how can a person be so down to earth.
Slowly I started falling for him, we started sharing apartment and beds too.
Being with him I forgot the oath I have taken that I cannot have family.
He was unknown to this,had no idea has to suffer the consequences being with me.
I tried to escape from this place but as I said in beginning it was in a remote area.
He too got stucked, many a times he tried to escape but failed.
This was no common hospital, no one can connect outside the world.
Some how management got to know about our relationship, so they came up with the plan.
They decided to make him punish as they cannot touch me because they needed me.
Plan was to make him mentally ill as he too work there as clerk.
They started giving him pills in his food, and reaction was unavoidable.
I knew this but I didn't knew they will plan for him.
However, while treating him without anybody knowing it I conceive a child.
I never knew what will happen or what circumstances I have to face but I did it.
As the days passed on his punishment got severe, he was been called in the men assembly hall and was paraded naked.
His crime was he fall in love with a woman.
But he was a strong willed man he never told anyone that I am pregnant.
I was trying harder to get him out by any mean but couldn't do it.
They tortured him that much that he started looking like an old man. His beards got white, he looks like he got shrunk.
This was to horrible for me to see.
But every night he whisperes my name Vitoria, don't sink Vitoria, what he meant was Vitoria be strong and don't loose hope.
He never asked where I came from and why I chose this place. It was told to us this is a place where lost and found patients were treated. This was very unusual term "lost and found patients".
For young graduates like me this was the life time opportunity, as i came from a place where life human life has more meaning above all.
I came from Europe where life style is different and very open.
Beautifull, lovely people and wonderful sightseeing.
My past was amazing had a wonderful parents with 3 siblings and a wonderful neighborhood.
But with the time reality of life got bitter.
Neighborhood got rougher, siblings went to different states for higher studies and job.
Parents were there, but they were the only one I was left with.
I started living in my dreams, and spending more times on studying.
After completing my education I went exploring different parts of the world, some places I volunteered and some I got paid.
But deep in third part of the world's their was a meaningful life which was still left in them.
They still use to live in families, had a big traditional houses and rely more on herbs for medicine rather than pills.
This wasn't just unique but different because I never had this life.
Most of the population rely on drugs as it was very cheap and easily available.
People were humble, kind and affectionate.
Festival here is very unusual, as u got to choose your spouse freely without any family fear.
I took many pictures and stayed for a long time there.
In this country there was a forest which they say was protected by a goddess.
She is not a particular witch or ghost who needed blood for the jungle to cross or visit around.
She just wanted pure heart people to pass on first before anyone.
It was not possible to visit that forest every day, only once in a month.
I got the chance to go there but was unknown as they send me as a bait.
I was knew to this forest and wasn't aware of these stories.
However, I visited and came back I don't know was this even true or not but nothing happened to me.
I came back to my country narrated the whole story but no one believed me, untill this happen.
I was 36 Weeks pregnant and was about give birth I managed to escape with my love.
He was unconscious due to the torture, only remember one thing "Vitoria don't sink".
Due to bad weather plane got crashed not completely but landed badly.
Many people got injured including me.
He helped me giving birth to our child,and I felt unconscious.
Till 14 years of age he raised our child and passed away.
I never came back to sense for many years.
When I regained consciousness, I saw the old lady taking care of me.
I asked her where am I and who am I,
her eyes filled with tears and slowly started telling me things.
The old lady was my daughter yes she was my daughter. Mama I am your daughter.
I don't know what strength kept you alive for so long and still so young.
She told me how his father took care both of us, as he never fully recovered from the torture.
She also told me about the difficulty she faced while growing up.
She informed me this isn't the first time I regained consciousness, many times before I did and evry time I forget.
What makes me still alive and young was the spell or cursed of that witch.
She was looking for a pure soul so she can give her curse to someone and can be free.
But the curse had the reverse affect on me, it worked but prevented me from dying.
I took the old lady or my mom to the hospital but they referred to the same hospital as she must be treated with symphathy.
I kept on forgetting things, I hardly can remember who she is as I reached the hospital.
But the charm on the face of this seventy years old lady was mesmerizing.
Most of the staff were gone who were with me many years ago.
And after few years my lovely daughter too.
After many years of treatment I got well in the same hospital.
I remember everything, what happen and why, I cried after many years.
Many journey came to same place from where it started.
But this time I know how to end.
© Fareed Ahmad khan
