We rushed to meet the
oncologist’s assistant. Strangely his chamber was empty. The receptionist told
that he went out on an urgent job.
This became more and more
intriguing.
We checked the discharge
papers. There was in inscrutable signature.
We were very worried.
Dammu said, “Young man! This
is crazy. You get a call and you leave Nammu alone. As if waiting for that
moment, someone has got Nammu discharged from the hospital. We will check with
the nurse who was in the nurse’s station at that time”
We went to the nurse’s
station. The nurse who had been on duty when we had gone out had left for the
day. I called her on her mobile.
“Oh yes, I remember. Nammu
Aunty. Sweet lady! She should have been in hospital for some more days. But he
insisted that he wants to take her with him” she said.
Dammu was next to me
straining to hear the words. She pulled the mobile from my hand and spoke to
the nurse. “Sister, can you tell me who signed for her discharge summary?”
She heard the reply, thanked
her and disconnected the phone. She looked at me and said, “Strange!”
“What Dammu?” I asked
eagerly.
“She has been taken out of
the hospital by her son!” Dammu had a faraway look in her eyes.
“What is strange Dammu?
Nammu Aunty was always craving to be with her sons. So, she has been taken by
him” I said.
“Young man! Think for a
moment! She was not wanted by the sons when she was healthy. But why they want
her when she is so sick?”
It was only after some time
that I realized the meaning of her sentence. In fact, I was the only one who
was talking to them. Come to think of it! All my communication was only with
the third son. I immediately called his office. It went to the board which gave
a standard message to call in the morning.
“It is nearing nine pm. So,
let us wait till morning” Dammu said and decided to stay in the room in case
they have a change of mind and bring back Nammu Aunty.
When we called Nammu Aunty’s
third son’s office’s landline number we were in for a surprise. He was on leave
from past week. He was to join after 2 days.
“Young man! Let us talk to
the other two brothers also” said Dammu.
When we contacted the second
son’s number, the reply was the same. He was not there from past 4 days. We
were convinced that all the three brothers have joined hands and hatched a plot
when the first son was also out of his office.
We could not get their
respective wives on line because they were not listed in the telephone book. I thought
what type of people are they? They do not even to have contact with the outside
world. Or is it a ruse to be away from people and live behind closed doors?
“The Assistant oncologist!
We will check with him!” I said remembering then. That guy had a funny smile.
What’s it? Ah, a sly smile!
“Dammu! Some authorized
personnel only could allow a discharge of a patient. Let us talk to him” I said
and went to his room.
He was sitting entering some
data into the computer. He started when he saw us. But still, he tried to put a
brave face.
“Yes, I signed her discharge
papers! What is the harm? She has not been kidnapped. It is her sons who have
taken her out of here” he defended his action.
Then he called us to come
near to him and whispered, “You know something? She is really at the end of her
life. It is not known whether she will talk again. It is waste to keep her
here. She better be with her sons during her last few days”
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