Dr. Madhurima Agarwal, my youngest Buaji (my Father's youngest sister) has passed away today at the age of 46 because of Breast Cancer. There are several thoughts going on in my mind. Memories of her. How much I hate Cancer. A lot of pain. Her love for me and all my cousins. And now I feel there is no one to whom I can ever call and say "Buaji, I have a stomach ache which medicine should I take?" or several other advices on life, spirituality. She stayed with us for a long time before getting married. I grew up with her. She used to tell me my childhood stories; "Jab nupur choti thi na itna bhagti thi pure aangan mein". She is the one who was there when I stepped into adolescent life and guide me through. Since she was a doctor, she was always there for us. We never needed to go outside for a medical advice. I remember so many stories of her, so many birthday gifts and cards. And yes most special she and I shared the same birthday. I used to wish her Happy Birthday and she used to say "Same to You". She used to remember everyone's birthday and wedding anniversaries and give us so many gifts. There are so many other things which are just feelings very difficult to express in words. I now realize she was not just a Bua but like my elder sister who was there guiding me always.
She will always remain in our hearts and memories. And I will really miss her a lot. Now to talk to her I have to look at sky and ask her please come and bless me Buaji.
But this was not an age for her to leave this world. I remember the day when I got to know she has been diagnosed with this deadly disease. Difficult day for everyone still thought that there may be a recovery. There is so much advancement in Medical Science. But then we came to know Chemotherapies are not simple therapy they are extremely painful procedures which leave the patient in pain for 6-7 days. Chemotherapies and radiotherapies alone could not cure her. Then came the surgery which removed her breast and armpit nodules making her life difficult and even more painful. Everyone thought she is cured now and expected a life of at least 15 years. She started getting back to her life, started going to her clinic. But then after a 5-6 months she again started getting symptoms of illness. She went for a diagnosis and this time there were Cancer spots on her lungs. Now you cannot remove every part of body and ask a human to live. Moreover she didn't want to go through the deadly process of Chemotherapy again. That was the time she gave hope and knew what is going to come. Her last few days were very painful. And we all knew from here only exit is the One.
I wish my Buaji gets another life where she gets all the beautiful things in life again and no pain only happiness and I wish I can meet her again.
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