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Topic: On the Telephone (11/18/10)
TITLE: On the Telephone
By Jasti Victor
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Hannah was left on the steps at the orphanage, as a day old baby, sleeping soundly with a smile so innocent and angelic and with the deepest of dimples.
After the telephone call, Mother Superior told the Sisters the shattering news that Hannah’s condition had further deteriorated and that the hospital authorities were waiting for her written consent for an emergency operation, to save her life.
“Keep an all night prayer vigil,” said Mother Superior. Taking her duffel bag containing a Bible, some money, a water bottle and a first aid kit, she beckoned David the school driver, to take her to the King Edwards Hospital, a fifteen minute ride from the orphanage. Through out the journey, Mother Superior sitting on the back sit of the jeep with her head bowed was praying fervently, for the recovery of Hannah. Stepping inside the ICU she could not control, as tears flowed as she saw the bloodied and bandaged Hannah, heavily sedated, being taken into the operating room.
Fifteen-year-old Hannah, a strong, athletic, was brutally battered with a hockey stick by two assailants as she tried to save Agnes, thirteen the frail physically handicapped girl, the only child of David, the school driver from being molested.
Seeing a nun with tear filled eyes was something a doctor does not come across as both of them are in a profession in which human suffering is a part of their daily life. The lady doctor cautioned that the operation might go on for hours as the internal injuries were very severe, sending Mother Superior into a praying frenzy.
Mother Superior was jolted out of her thoughts as she heard the hurried footsteps of a nurse, who came out, rushing out of the operation room. The nurse was walking fast holding a tray filled with empty bottles and seeing her urgent footsteps feared the worst.
“She is sinking,” said the nurse without slowing down. “We need more blood.”
Mother Superior with no tears to shed cried silently her heart out. Never in her life, had she cried so much. Having seen poverty and sickness at close quarters and unexpected death among the children, she became immune to such happenings, but Hannah was different. Hannah was close to her and she loved her as one of her own.
Closing her eyes, she prayed, seeking an answer to the question “Why?”
"Why God? Why Hannah of all the people? Oh God, Hannah, was made an orphan for no fault of hers, assaulted for no fault of hers, and now is wavering between life and death, for no fault of hers. Why did this have to happen to her?”
Looking at her watch, through blurred red bloodshot eyes, Mother Superior was stunned that it was nearing three in the morning. Had she dozed off? Looking around and finding the duty doctor sitting in her room, she knocked and as the doctor motioned her in, hesitatingly stepped in.
“Hannah’s operation was a success.”
Mother Superior slowly walked out of the lady doctor’s room and sat at her usual corner in the waiting room for day to break. The tears refused to flow, having drained out completely and she, exhausted lost the spark of life, contemplating the mysterious plans of the Almighty. Though feeling lonely and forlorn, she never gave up hope and that gave her reason to pray, fervently.
“I can only pray and leave the rest to you, Lord. Praying to you is the only thing I can do, to look for an answer. I thank you, Jesus, for saving Hannah from the clutches of death.”
And she went looking for a telephone to tell the good news to the orphanage.
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