A Wednesday

It was A Wednesday
I was jolly to have fun this way.
We (6th std kids) were pulling a pitchroller.
I wanted to be a great cricket bowler.

Well!my dreams were put on hold,
When I was at the back,not so bold.
My hand slipped and next was darkness.
I could hear some sighs and no harshness.

Day was becoming night,slowly.
My eyes were falling shut,slowly.
I could see myself lying on the bed.
The dispensary was full.Am I dead?

I could see white nuns everywhere.
It was an excruciating pain in the air.
My intestines were bleeding.
I could hear some peers pleading.

Half of my abdomen was covered with bandage.
A white Maruti 800 took me from boundage.
My mind was blank unless I met my mother.
The pain was undying,I restlessly laid on the stretcher.

i reached out to hold my mom's hand
She consoled me,i was not on no man's land.
I was carried by an ambulance to the city hospital.
My PTI and my mom accompanied me to the hospital.

I was told I may have a damaged spleen.
Against the wall,I could see my mom lean.
I was moaning in pain with my stomach full of blood.
i had an apple and I felt a flood.

The X-ray was unbelievable,no bones broken.
Ultra sound produced a shocking result,the doctors awakened.
After complete 11 hours of internal bleeding,
I was operated,the last thing I know that I was singing.

With the words of my college anthem,and
I closed my eyes,there was something in my hand.
For a long time i could see only darkness
Light never came in my life.Death's harshness.